Chapter 40 – Officially a Gang: "G-Force"
On the third morning of orientation, the sun hadn't even fully risen, but Jiwan's voice boomed through the air:
"WAKE UP, PEOPLE! Last day of orientation! Time to make history!"
Eunwoo stirred, face scrunched, voice hoarse. "What history? I slept like… one hour, bro."
Mi Yong was already sitting perfectly upright, eyeliner on point, orientation outfit restyled like she was heading to a fashion shoot. "We need to slay today. I've scheduled a live with my fans at 10. Don't embarrass me."
Meanwhile, Haesung sat calmly with a mindmap labeled 'How to Avoid Orientation Penalties'. And Gevran? He was digging through the tent trying to figure out how his sock got stuck on the roof.
Breakfast was... questionable. Toast with half-melted cheese and instant coffee boiled with a lighter—courtesy of Jiwan's wilderness "skills." Still, they were pumped for the closing event: Talent Show & Orientation Certificate Ceremony.
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Other groups performed safe routines—dancing, singing, basic skits. But Group 7? They went full absurd.
Thanks to Jiwan's ridiculous-yet-genius idea, they presented a parody musical titled: "Surviving Orientation with Style."
It was chaos in its finest form: cheer chants, beatboxing by Gevran, Mi Yong's dramatic vocals, legal narrations by Haesung, dance choreography from Eunwoo, and Jiwan's utterly failed card magic—which ironically became the comedic highlight.
The crowd went wild. Even the grumpy senior committee members cracked up.
After the show, they gathered at the campus garden behind the event stage, munching on fried chicken and tteokbokki.
"I think we're officially the most chaotic squad on campus," Mi Yong said while snapping selfies.
"Agreed," Jiwan grinned. "And starting today, our official name is…"
"G-Force."
Gevran laughed. "Absurd, but no regrets meeting you guys."
"This gang's gonna be legendary," Haesung added, raising his coffee cup. "Maybe even the start of an empire."
"I'm in—only if we get a cool logo," said Eunwoo, raising an eyebrow.
And under the bright Seoul sky, G-Force was born.
They had no idea what insane challenges or campus drama lay ahead, but one thing was clear—they'd face it all, together.
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After the "G-Force" declaration, the mood mellowed. They sat in a circle beneath a legendary old tree on campus. Rumor had it, anyone who napped under it would either have a brilliant idea… or a really weird dream.
Jiwan sprawled out first. "I wanna dream about getting a scholarship abroad… or at least becoming a surprise K-pop idol."
Mi Yong turned on her front cam and laid down. "I wanna dream of meeting the CEO of Instagram and getting that golden blue check."
Eunwoo fixed his hair using his phone camera. "I just want to dream about me. I miss seeing myself in 8K resolution."
Haesung leaned back against the trunk. "I dream of launching a law startup that crushes my dad's firm."
Gevran smiled and looked up through the leaves at the blue sky. A soft breeze carried the scent of leftover tteokbokki, and the laughter of his friends still echoed.
This life… was nothing like the painful one he once knew.
> "I wanna dream… of all of us making it together. But even if I don't, that's okay. Because this… this is already enough," he murmured softly.
That day ended with leftover chicken, tired limbs, and an unshakable bond. Under that tree, they weren't just orientation teammates anymore—they were a weird, chaotic, wonderful family.
And maybe—just maybe—they'd be the ones to change Korea.
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