Henry thought he was a pro at using chopsticks, but now.. he was settled at the table, one chopstick in each hand. "Henry, eat. Don't play with your food," Leeteuk wiped the sauce off his face using napkin. "But hyuuung.. I'm a complete fail at this!" Henry threw the evil chopsticks on the table and pouted. "Those are cursed chopsticks, I tell you. Cursed," He eyed the chopstick like they were going to jump at him and swallow him alive. "Oh come on.. don't be such a baby.." said Heechul, not looking up from his ramen. "I'm not a baby! I'm a grown boy!" Henry waved his hands in the air, gaining attention from the other students in the canteen. "Henry dear, stop doing that," At once, he dropped his hands by his side. 

  "Hey my mochi!" Zhou Mi sat down beside Henry and grabbed his chopsticks. "Don't touch those!" Henry snatched the sticks away from Zhou Mi's hand, the thinner male furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "He thinks they're evil," Leeteuk explained. "Oh mochi ah.. I'll teach you how to use chopsticks!" Henry's mood changed 180 and his eyes were freaking shining. "Really?!" Zhou Mi nodded and gave him a pair of clean chopsticks.

"No, not like that!"

"Henry! You're dirtying my uniform!"

"Sorry Teukie hyung.. it's just.. so hard!"

"Patience, my little mochi. Patience."

"Mimi ah! I give up!"

"Learning to use chopsticks isn't that hard!"

"It's harder than Maths."

"Mochi.. that's not the way.."

"Fine! I give up!"

"World peace."

"On second thought.. I think you better stick with spoons and forks, my mochi."