The summer holidays

Yet, nothing seemed to change. We still had to go to school under the guise of attending extra classes. First-year students who had joined the broadcasting club were now being trained to run the midday broadcast and take on other responsibilities in the club. Starting next semester, they would be the ones in charge of the school's midday broadcasts, so, during these holidays, they were expected to practice diligently and hone their skills.

In the quiet broadcast room, the familiar figure of Ha Jae-gun, the head of the club and a senior from the third grade, finally reappeared after a long absence. He had come to offer guidance to the juniors in all things broadcasting.

"The first announcer, please step into the studio," Jae-gun commanded his tone firm and leaving no room for hesitation.

No one dared to step forward.

"Cheol-woong, you're up," he said, pointing at Lee Cheol-woong.