Hyukjae considered if he would be charged for murder if he picked up the large crystal ball on the table and hurled it at Heechul's head. He settled instead for pinching the bridge of his nose hard and asking in a very pained voice. 'Hyung, why is there a crystal ball on a table in the middle of what is supposed to be my kissing booth?'

Heechul grinned at him. 'That's because we decided to put Sungmin in charge of the kissing booth instead.' He stuck his head around the corner of the tentage and yelled for him, before someone yelled something back at him and Heechul gave said person the finger. 'Incompetent people. But anyway, we decided he would bring more money in manning the kissing booth than you would. So we gave you the fortune telling booth instead. Bye now!' Heechul had the audacity to waggle his fingers at him before flouncing away. 

Oh who was he kidding, Heechul had the audacity to do everything, and with his power as student body president, he could do anything.

It was a very sad day when he had been persuaded (read: forced) to participate in the student council fundraiser. Calling dibs on the kissing booth, he thought he might have had some fun at least, but it looks like now he would have to stare at wrinkly palm lines for the whole day.

A thought struck him and he ran after Heechul, yelling his head off.

'Heechul hyung, come back! I don't know anything about fortune telling!'

Heechul rolled his eyes and threw a book in his face. 

Hyukjae hit the ground groaning, his eyes slowly clearing to read the title of the book.

Fifteen minutes to browse 'Fortune Telling for Dummies' before the fundraiser began.

Fantastic.