Despite the chaos of high school lunchtime around him, Soonyoung was deadly focused.

He had his nose buried in his notes, eyebrows knitted together and lips pursed in concentration as his eyes furiously scanned his sorry-of-an-excuse handwriting. They have a test next period and he hadn’t had the chance to review at all. It wasn’t his fault that Seungkwan had great timing.

Soonyoung felt his left eye twitch in annoyance just remembering his oh so dramatic roommate.

He had spent the entire night last night listening to Seungkwan bemoan about his seemingly increasing obsession attraction towards the basketball team’s manager, Chwe Hansol. Soonyoung should have known about the harmless crush when the younger started dragging him to the basketball team’s games and practices. The senior had almost, almost, strangled Seungkwan when the latter left him alone at the stands to personally congratulate Hansol (‘he didn’t even play, what the heck?’ he groused) but Soonyoung still liked the younger to put up with his antics. But the talk stretched out the whole night, his notes left unopened and him unprepared for the test.

He wasn’t much of a studious student but he has to pass his subjects to stay in the dance club. He needed an above the average grade - that was the deal he had with his parents. Anything lower would automatically have him leave his club.

And Soonyoung wouldn’t have that.

So instead of eating his usual lunch set of rice, fried pork, kimchi jjjigae, and mini pajeon; Soonyoung opted for banana bread and milk for a quick filler and spend the rest of lunchtime cramming. Jun and Jihoon tried to make him eat something heavier. He just bought another bottle of milk to somewhat mollify the two.

***

Lost between idioms and phrases, he heard an extremely familiar voice getting closer to their table. Soonyoung’s entire body instantly went stiff.

He heard that person and Wonwoo greet his friends and himself before sitting down. That person just so happens to choose the seat beside his. Soonyoung tried to reign in his irritation.

“Studying for the test in English?” Seungcheol asked him. He could feel the other intently staring at him. S