The beginning half of this chapter fits more for the last chapter... oops.

"Where's the treasurer? I heard that he was suppose to be watching over me," Changjo asked.

"Vandalization; something about another kkangpae group against Teenfinite that a certain Hoya is in," Sungjong waved it off.

"Aah again?" Changjo sighed, making Sungjong think that the boy actually cared about their school but immediately took that back by the next couple word, "I told Hoya-hyung to just punch them and settle the fight already..."

Sungjong blankly stared at the freshmen, struggling to find words to come out of his mouth, "You're... part of... Teenfinite... aren't you...?"

"Huh? Yeah, I'm the second best fighter, but obviously Hoya-hyung is the best fighter in Teenfinite," Changjo blinked obliviously.

Well, now everything made sense with how a freshmen punched a sophomore that hard: he's the freaking second best fighter in a kkangpae group.

"O-Okay, let's back up now. Why did you punch a sophomore in the first place???" Sungjong asked, although, ironically, feeling speechless.

"Didn't you hear the treasurer if he was the one who told you to watch over me? He was too touchy with my boyfriend!" Changjo pouted childishly, an expression fit for someone his age but NOT someone with his ranking.

All Sungjong could think of was 'thank gawd that Woohyun couldn't fight or else poor Myungsoo would be so dead by now!' (but you guys see something wrong with this sentence, right? ;P)

"Define 'touchey', please."

"'Touchey: touching my boyfriend by holding him up by his shirt collar and about to punch his face'," Changjo then protested, "See! I had my reasons to punch my hyung in Teenfinite for almost hurting my boyfriend!"

'No that is NOT a good enough reason! In fact that seems like a TOTALLY terrible idea considering the fact that he just confirmed that the sophomore he had hit was someone higher-up than him in a kkangpae group!' Sungjong wanted to yell at the ridiculous dongsaeng..

"You've dated before, right? Wouldn't you understand how to be protectve over your girl?"

"First off, if you're in a relationship with a guy, it's 'your guy'," he finally got his voice and couldn't help but facepalm, "Secondly, yes, I'm in a relationship with the extremely greasy, overprotectve treasurer so I wouldn't understand hurting someone higher-up than me in a kkangpae group."

Sungjong lifted his hand from his face, expecting to see Changjo in front of him when he seat was empty. He turned his head to see said boy by an open window and chucking a stapler out of the window.

"Did you just chuck a stapler out!" Sungjong yelled more than asked.

"Yes I did, and you're name wouldn't happen to be 'Lee Sungjong', would it?" Changjo quickly asked back.

"Er- yes, why-?"

"Well I need to go deal with one of my rivals right outside the school so bye!" Changjo quickly picked up his bag and ran out of the room before Sungjong could even process what the heck was going on.

Who knew one lunch invitation could make Sungjong so happy. What did the lunch invitation consist of?

1) A text from Woohyun.

2) An apology from said boyfriend.

3) He invited his new friend, Myungsoo, during class to join them so Woohyun wouldn't bother the heck out of Sungjong about leaving Hoya all alone in his house and so that he could prove that Myungsoo's just misunderstood... yes, this is a run-on sentence compared to the other two reasons.

Of course Jiae said that Sungjong was crazy for staying with the playboy, but he couldn't help but have a soft-spot for Woohyun's greasy texts.

He hummed a tune with a smile while walking over to his and Woohyun's special little place for lunch behind a couple of trees [and completely ignoring the giant, suspicious thump). Well, he froze along with the tune when he saw Myungsoo hovering over Woohyun with a kitchen knife over his boyfriend's throat.

"S-Sungjong!" Myungsoo gasped before getting off of Woohyun, making said boy run over to Sungjong and hide behind him.

"SEE?! I TOLD YOU THAT HE WANTS ME GONE!" Woohyun yelled while pointing accusingly at Myungsoo.

"I-I swear! Th-This isn't what it l-looks like! I t-tripped over thin air like the c-clutz I am while getting up to g-greet you with Woohyun while I still had my eating kn-knife with me!" Myungsoo panicked and looked like he was on the verge of crying.

"DIRTY LIA-!" to which Sungjong slapped his hand over Woohyun's mouth before his left ears went deaf.

"It's okay Myungsoo, accidents happen," Sungjong smiled warmly at the trembling boy before turning to his boyfriend, "You know, I thought this was an apology date for being too overprotective."

"Not with this psycho-stalker!" Woohyun pointed accusingly at Myungsoo again.

"Woohyun, I'm not that stereotypical oblivious character," Sungjong sighed.

"No you are most definitely the stereotypical oblivious character, especially when THAT PSYCHO-STALKER TRIED TO SLIT MY THROAT!" Woohyun argued.

"G-Guys, please calm down! I can leave if you guys want to have your date..." Myungsoo murmured with a downcasted look (emphasize look).

"Aw Myungsoo! He doesn't mean it!" Sungjong walked over and hugged the boy while patting his back.

"You-! Sungjongie you-! AsdfghjklYOU-!"

The younger sighed before releasing Myungsoo. He turned around to glare at his flabbergasted boyfriend that was flailing his arms around and opening his mouth without words coming out like a fish out of water.

"Come on you dork, let's eat lunch like civilized, not yelling people," Sungjong huffed.

Woohyun was finally able to get his voice back to declare, "F-Fine! But I'm going to do the greasy-ess crap you've ever seen while eating lunch!"

Sungjong blinked at him before giggling, "'Greasy-ess crap'? Please, I'm dating the greasy-ess ball here." That little bit of giggling brightened up Woohyun as he ran over to glomp him.

"Aah you're so cute~! I can never stay mad at you for long when your cuteness is so unfair~!" to which Sungjong couldn't help but laugh into his boyfriend's shirt as he's rocking back and forth with him in the hug.

"Ahem!"

The two lovers stopped and looked over to see Myungsoo, his smile obviously forced with how the corner of his lips twitched every now and then.

"We should start eating lunch before it ends," Myungsoo said.

"Oh yeah, that's true," Sungjong agreed.

Maybe their greasy-ness was too much for someone normal like Myungsoo to handle...