A dwarf in past life, but an artistic genius in this life

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Your Dream Club booth.

Two familiar faces appeared among the crowd gathered there.

It was Yoo Jin-woo and Lee Hee-geon, the heads of Seomi-dong and Yeongi-dong.

“Hey, it’s the Fashion Design Club!”

“It’s a piece I made myself! I reinterpreted the existing coat and made it into a new style… … .”

Eugene Woo frowned as he watched the members of the Eureum club diligently handing out flyers.

'The situation became like this because of Lee Jeong-hwan?'

He shook his head in disbelief and then strode towards Manager Yureum.

Then he opened his mouth in a very stern voice.

“Yang Minjun. You’re still the same.”

Yang Min-jun, who discovered Yoo Jin-woo late, asked back with a look of bewilderment.

“What, why?”

Eugene Woo mercilessly attacked Yang Minjun.

“Do you know what your seniors say about you? You’re a weirdo, a weirdo. Last year’s top student in the art department didn’t join Seomidong, but instead created a weird club and played around by himself. You’re a disgrace to Korea Arts High School!”

The freshmen standing nearby looked surprised after hearing Yoo Jin-woo's story.

The same goes for Jeong-hwan Do and Su-yeon, who went to school and watched the chaos at the Yu-eodream club booth.

'Yang Min-jun was the top student last year? Now that I think about it, I heard that last year's top student didn't join Seomi-dong. Could it be... ... that he created this kind of club?'

I thought that the art major would naturally join Seomidong.

But I couldn't believe that he created this new club without joining Seomidong.

“I’m not interested in things like Seomi-dong. I just do what I want to do.”

“What a surprise.”

Eugene Woo walked briskly towards Jeong Hwan.

“You too, stop this useless tug-of-war and make a decision quickly.”

“… … .”

“Royal College of Art, Parsons, Milan Polytechnic University, Rizdi, MIT! How about that? Don’t your heart race just hearing those names? These are the schools that our seniors from Seo-mi-dong entered. It’s almost a given that our seniors, who are now in their third year, will be admitted.”Online Art Classes

Eugene Woo whispered softly to Jeong Hwan.

“Do you know why? It’s because of the portfolio I steadily built up at our Seomidong. Leaning on such a shabby club won’t help you in your college admissions at all. So I’m going to recommend you one more time. Join Seomidong right now.”

Eugene Woo picked up the application form that was lying on the desk at the Eureum booth.

Then he erased ‘Your Dream’ and wrote ‘Seomidong’ over it.

It was an extremely insulting act, but Yang Min-jun couldn't say a word.

'If you've come this far, you must have figured out the mood, right?'

Eugene Woo asked, raising his head stiffly.

“Do you need more time to think?”

“No. I thought about it enough yesterday.”