Part: LukNai 14 Year Old
"Why do you want to transfer from the Home Economics Club to the Magazine Club? Didn't you already transfer from the Snake Club once in the first year of high school?"
"Because I... think that this place is more suitable for me,"
I answered the question of the club leader, Mathayom 5, with a wry smile on my face. It was a bit strange to have been in this school until Mathayom 2, almost the middle of the semester, and just now realized that I liked cooking, even though I wasn't that good (and my father didn't support me that much).
But the point was that I liked learning about local people more. The magazine club that published a magazine every month with all kinds of news was really interesting. I invited Praewa to join, but she was stuck in the snake club because the leader absolutely wouldn't let her transfer to another person.
"What do you think is right for you?"
"I..."
I want to know more about other people than myself. Is it wrong to answer like this?
"You know that if you're in this club, you have to write a column in the magazine, right?"
"Yes, I do."
The interviewer turned to whisper to his friend before concluding,
"Let's do this. Even though I'm the club president, I still can't decide anything. You should try finding some news, write it on an A4 sheet of paper, and send it to me first. If it's okay, I'll accept you into the club. Oh... I want it to be real news. With pictures, that would be even better."
"Yes, sister. Thank you for giving me this opportunity. I'll bring it to you tomorrow."
"Hmm"
And yes, that was the big problem.
School was out at 4pm, so where was I going to find any good news to write about? This club earns a monthly income that sold magazines, and I was one of the few people who bought them. They had high standards, and if I had written something stupid, they would have been shaken in the face.
Oh my gosh, why did I leave the home economics club and let myself be lost?
"Milkshake is ready."
The drink I ordered was served with the restaurant bill next to it. It's not often that I go to a branded restaurant, it's expensive, but once a month with some delicious milk is worth it.
'PK Paranut is live now.'
I kept scrolling until it notified me that the school idol I follow who knows everything is now doing a live broadcast. The camera is shaking all the time. He is running but his voice is clear and he can't help but talk.
[Everyone! PK is currently chasing after our school's student council president, who is currently having a problem with a kid from another school. Oh my! Our current student council president is currently slapping a kid from an international school with tuition fees approaching a million, everyone!]
[What are you filming for?!]
That shrill voice of our student council president is definitely not wrong. I can't see his face clearly in the clip. PK should buy a new internet package from now on. And what's that? The road is not far from here.
Really?
This is the real news that I will write to the club. Okay, let's go.
"Sister, please check the bill."
"PK, where's the live streaming!?"
He scratched his head when he saw me running up to him.
"Brother... umm, the chairman knocked my phone over and broke it."
