Third person P.O.V.

As per instructions, you sat with Kai, D.O. and Sehun for lunch. And, as Victoria said, no rivalry existed. You six, basically, joked around and bickered over meaningless stuffs. You glanced at your watch and found that 30 more minutes were still left. Though you were enjoying their company, you didn’t know for how long you could bear just sitting there and hearing D.O., Sehun, Krystal and Gongchan argue. Strangely, Kai also had been silent the entire time. “Hey Burger!” you glared at Kai for calling you a burger. Well, you were the only one in the group who was eating a burger so, he obviously meant you. “Burger, your food selection is good, you do look like a burger, you know.” “Oh, really? Well, you are a sandwich.” You replied, smiling…implying towards his food selection.  “Me? Sandwich? If I’m a sandwich, then you’re a witch!” “Witch! Then you’re a jerk!” The strange thing was that you both were laughing while calling each other names. The other four had gone silent and you both turned to look at them and said at the same time, “What?” Again, you both looked at each other while accusingly pointing a finger and said at the same time, “Stop copying me!” That was all it needed to get you six laughing again. After some more jokes about the other team, the bell rang. You hadn’t laughed like that for a long time and it felt good to know that from today, you six were always going to be together.

 Your P.O.V.

Just as we were nearing the classroom door, Kai whispered in my ear, “Just admit that I’m cooler than you, burger.” *What’s up with this guy and his whispered comments every time we reach the classroom door? He always sounds so cocky yet playful at the same time….I still don’t know what to make of him.* I hastily whispered back, “If you’re cooler than me, doesn’t that make me hotter than you?” I stole a glance at his face and could clearly see that he was impressed by my comeback. I didn’t even know that I could argue with someone like that, he’s bringing out a side of me that I didn’t even know existed. Soon after we were settled down, Kenny entered the class. *I hope he doesn’t start shooting questions out of nowhere again.* And, thankfully, he didn’t. “Ok, people. Let’s get the class started. Today, I’ll be teaching you the act of following people without them knowing or as it is popularly called, shadowing. I think you teenagers probably call it stalking but feel free to call it whatever you want. If I tell you to follow a person and report his activities to me, I think probably most of you’ll dress in the black hats, masks, sunglasses and other stuffs. Then, you’ll hide behind trees, telephone booths, etc. right? That only happens in movies, real spies don’t do that stuff.” I noticed that most of my classmates were all looking down at their desks as if embarrassed by their initial idea and, I too was one of them. I mean, isn’t stalking done that way? Although I knew that Kenny had noticed the peculiar behavior of the students, he didn’t say anything about it.  Instead, he just went on speaking, “To be unnoticed to whoever you’re following, you must be able to belong to that place. If it’s ear