After the orientation, the seniors surrounded them. They all had pamphlets in their hands, explaining their clubs. Naturally, most of the representatives had nothing to do with the club.
They were the club's faces, people who would attract others to join. By doing one day of hard work, they'd get credits for the rest of the year without participating in the club activities.
As for the freshmen, they readily walked toward the seniors because clubs had the necessary credits that they couldn't miss. Obviously, most clubs were useful.
Dueling, strategizing, summoning—all kinds of clubs existed. Aaran was wondering when he saw a teacher promoting the club she oversaw. More people were interested in her club than any other.
Aaran couldn't believe his eyes and walked ahead to get a clear view. No one cleared the way for him, but the teacher saw him and smiled. However, that smile brought him a headache—nothing more.
