Suddenly, Nayoung jolted upright like lightning had struck her. Her eyes sparkled with another crazy idea.
"I got it!" she shouted, pointing at the sky as if she had discovered gold. "Let's do a four versus one! All of us against Yoora!"
Everyone groaned loudly in response.
Jinhyu rolled to the side. "No way…"
Hannah flopped her arms on the ground. "Nayoung… please…"
Minseok slowly sat up, rubbing his sore legs. "Can't we just rest for five minutes?"
But Nayoung didn't care. She jumped up, grabbed Minseok and Jinhyu by their arms and started pulling.
"No one's gonna rest! Come on! We can't let her be top one forever!" she shouted, dragging them toward the training circle like a determined general.
She pointed toward Seojun. "Professor! Look at them—they're getting lazy! Isn't this bad for training, huh?"
Seojun raised an eyebrow but didn't stop her. A small smirk tugged on the corner of his lips.
