Chapter 48
Chapter 48 – When the Senior Gangs Descend the Mountain
The campus-wide buzz about the G-Force vs. The Archers reputation duel spread like a viral challenge on the internet.
But not everyone was entertained.
Especially… the senior gangs.
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At the rooftop of Seoul U's exclusive café…
Three senior gang leaders sat sipping overpriced espresso.
Yoon Tae-Hwan, leader of The Conquerors, Law major, 7th semester. Son of the head of Korea's Green Party. Speaks like he's constantly giving a parliamentary speech.
Kang Serin, leader of Velvet Ivy, Design major. Daughter of a world-renowned fashion designer. Wears bold eyeliner, carries a sketchbook, and her words sting worse than level-10 spicy sauce.
Lee Dongmin, leader of Quantum Kingz, Engineering major. Son of Asia's biggest AI tycoon. Calm, calculated, and slick like a Python code that runs too smooth.
Yoon Tae-Hwan smirked, "I admire their fire… but Seoul University isn't a playground for kids. That absurd gang needs a proper lesson."
Serin rolled her eyes. "If they go more viral than us, the campus' Instagram algorithm might shift loyalties. I refuse to be out-styled by baby influencers."
Dongmin tapped his tablet, eyes cold. "I've sent them a 'welcome message'. Let's see how clever they really are."
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The Next Day…
G-Force received a mysterious "love letter."
An unofficial invitation to the Night Debate Underground—a secret showdown between elite campus gangs.
Mi Yong read it aloud, "The loser must do 200 push-ups live on the campus channel?"
Jiwan scoffed, "Forget the push-ups, it's our pride on the line!"
Haesung looked grim. "Night Debate is where senior gangs test the worth of juniors. If we fail… our rep's toast."
Eunwoo was already searching for debate-ready outfits. "I'm only debating if the stage lighting is flattering."
Gevran looked at each of his teammates and smiled.
"Alright. Let's make history. They think we're just kids? Time to show them kids can become legends."
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That Night: The Secret Debate Arena
An old hall transformed into a debate battleground. Spotlights lit up the stage. Hidden cameras recorded every move. Students from all departments filled the seats.
Round 1: Conclusion
Yoon Tae-Hwan straightened his tie and replied with chilling precision,
"Leadership isn't a right. It's a responsibility—one best handled by those already familiar with the weight of legacy."
But Gevran shot back, voice sharp:
"Legacy means nothing if it's used to build thrones, not bridges."
The crowd exploded—half the Law students stood up in awe. Someone dropped their bubble tea from shock.
Judge's Decision: G-Force Wins Round 1
Tae-Hwan clenched his jaw but gave a respectful nod. "Not bad… for someone without a dynasty."
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Round 2 Topic: "Fashion is more powerful than words in shaping leadership."
Kang Serin walked to the stage like it was a runway, her eyeliner cutting deeper than any blade.
"Style is speech. Before they hear you, they see you. And if they don't see power… they won't listen."
Then Mi Yong stepped up, casual hoodie and neon sneakers.
"Maybe. But true style isn't about dominance. It's about expression. And we express that every single day, with heart."
A student shouted, "G-Force STYLE SUPREMACY!"
Eunwoo, whispering in Jiwan's ear: "Did we just out-chic Velvet Ivy?!"
Judge's Decision: G-Force Wins Round 2
Serin muttered, "Impossible. They wore pastel. In a showdown."
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Final Round Topic: "Should innovation prioritize efficiency or emotion?"
Lee Dongmin took the mic, voice like velvet code.
"Emotion clutters progress. The best systems are emotionless. Efficient. Unfeeling. Like me."
Jiwan stood up, eyes gleaming.
"Then let's talk about bridges that never collapse, not because they're strong, but because someone cared enough to test them twice."
Dongmin narrowed his eyes. Jiwan smirked.
And then—Ryu Haesung joined in.
"No algorithm predicted we'd be here. And yet we are. Sometimes emotion is the most efficient path to change."
The whole auditorium went silent for a beat… then burst into roaring applause.
Judge's Decision: Draw
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Final Scene – After the Debate
Backstage, the senior leaders stood before G-Force.
Tae-Hwan gave a tight smile.
"You've got grit. And you've earned our attention."
Serin sighed, flipping her sketchbook shut.
"You might be absurd. But you're dangerously charming."
Dongmin just looked at Gevran and said,
"You've passed Level One."
Then, in typical senior fashion, they vanished into the night—leaving the G-Force gang blinking at each other.
Eunwoo: "Did we just get boss-battle-approved?"
Mi Yong: "We're not kids anymore."
Gevran looked out at the crowd dispersing into the night, his heart pounding with the thrill of war and the warmth of victory.
"This isn't the end," he whispered.
"It's our rise."
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