No one calls it the Neo Culture Technology School. It's just NCT.
The name was coined because the school wanted to focus on how rapid modern technology was advancing while still keeping true to their culture and beliefs. Thus NCT has been born.
Taeyong still thought the name was stupid, though.
Here he was in the NCT 127 Unit. First, he hated how the clubs were called units, but the school called them that because clubs made people feel more isolated. And most clubs started with the NCT name if they didn't deal with a specific interest. Why, Taeyong thought. It's not like the students were going to forget which school they are in.
Course, some units don't follow this rule. The WayV unit, the one dedicated to the Chinese students, was the most well-known one. But what did the WayV name had to do with anything anyways?
But anyways, it was the first day of school again. This time it was his junior year, so more fun classes without worrying about the applications for college. The last time to truly be carefree. That's why when he ran for the role of president during the end of sophomore year and he won, he knew he would be able to dedicate the time to that.
Taeyong wasn't only the president of the student body. He was in the NCT 127 unit last year, and apparently everyone loved him, so now he was the leader of that unit as well.
The NCT 127 Unit was a club to teach other students about Korean culture (the whole freaking point of this school) but in a way that doesn't regard to classroom learning. For example, they would play a big traditional korean game, eat or learn to cook something, etc. Most of the time they would put on a classic korean movie or show, probably Boys Over Flowers or Winter Sonata. The students would use the meeting as an excuse to blast their korean music.
But now he was the leader of this club as well.
He waited until the time turned to four so that they could begin. There were 10 people, including himself, present. He recognized some from last year and saw some new faces, so he could only hope this could go well.
"Hello everyone," he shouted, clapping his hands together to bring nine pairs of eyeballs towards him. "My name is Lee Taeyong, and I'll be the leader of this unit this year."
He hated public speaking so much, he could only hope the other members wouldn't notice him shaking.
"Well, um, I was wondering if you guys were okay with going around in a circle, stating your name-" he was met with groans, gosh, why did he sign up for this again? "-and your korean name if you had one? If you want we can assign you one."
Some of them were chattering between them, and it wasn't until a guy named Jaehyun spoke up. "Can you guys shut up? I'll go first if you want."
"Jaehyun, I already know your name, dumbass," one of the newer ones said. "We all know why you here anyways."
"Taeyong sunbaenim, I hate my Korean name, do I have to say it," one called Mark said.
"It's Minhyung," said the new kid next to him.
"HAECHAN-"
"Okay, well, my name is Jaehyun," Jaehyun started saying. "If anyone uses my real name I will beat your ass. Thank you."
Taeyong needed to reprimand Jaehyun that they couldn't use vulgar language, along with the other dude who cussed, but he didn't know what to do. Would they call him lame? Kick him out of his position? Make everyone leave the group? He couldn't do that.
Besides, Jaehyun had helped him out earlier. He decided to let this time slide.
The one next to Jaehyun went. "My name is Moon Taeil, yes Haechan I know you're the sun," Taeil said. At least Taeyong knew who Haechan was now. "And I'm the moon. Whatever."
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FanfictionThe Neo Culture Technology School has been well known for its outstanding academics, the perfect sports team, and the kind and wonderful behavior of it's students. Its clubs, called units, may not be the most known thing about the school, but when a...