Jeno's POV

I didn't eat. I didn't feel hungry. I just listened in to their conversation. At some times Mark'd include me in the conversations, and i'd just nod away. I was getting annoyed though. I always had lunch with Mark, and only Mark. Now that there was a stranger, who didn't seem uncomfortable around us (I don't see how she managed that), I felt out of place. I really dislike socializing. 

"Okay. Wait, that's Jeno's lesson as well, isn't it?" This is genuinely new. The office is weird. They never placed a female in my class for more than one lesson. This girl's got 3 in a row. I realised I needed to answer so I lazily nodded my head.

They returned their plates and I decided to stalk off from there. I strolled down the corridor to my next class room, not bothering to wait for her. Gosh. Why would I even wait for her? Like, what, did I even think about waiting for her? Something's wrong with me. I'm Lee Jeno. For Pete's sake. I'm Lee Jeno, the most desired and popular guy in this entire school. And who's she? She may be hot but she's just new girl. A new transfer student. Transfer students were always the ones that'd be bullied, they were the least liked. Yes, bullying does, indeed, happen here. It's frequent and I'd say it's a daily thing here. I never got involved in the bullying cases, I didn't like seeing people getting bullied. But I would't go out of the way just to stop it either. That's not me, I keep to myself. To add on, I don't think it's coincidence t