The Broadcasting Club and Their Grand Ambition (3)

The introductions continued, but Ji-ho maintained his stoic demeanor, showing little interest even when Gong Dayeon flipped her hair again, this time casting an intentional glance his way. 

"Is this how others see me?" Dayeon wondered, confident her charm was taking effect. Yet Ji-ho remained unfazed, speaking in clipped sentences, seemingly oblivious to her efforts. 

"Gong Dayeon, introduce yourself. This is Ha Jae-gun, 15th batch, and next to him is Han Su-ho, the president of SPBS, 16th batch." 

"I'm Gong Dayeon, 12th batch of JBS," she replied with a dazzling smile. 

"Oh? Alright," Ji-ho said flatly. 

Dayeon, accustomed to leaving a trail of captivated admirers, felt an unfamiliar twinge of frustration. Ji-ho's calm, almost detached demeanor, seemed impervious to her attempts at charm. Undeterred, she smiled wider, but Ji-ho's attention had already drifted elsewhere, leaving Dayeon in a rare state of confusion.