Jinki's pov:

Who is she kidding?

Only vegetables and fruits...? No fast food?!

She sure can say things that don't match to what she does, that girl!

And she sounded so serious when she spoke those words that could only be lies as I for sure saw her yesterday taking a cup ramyun and that's definitely no healthy food she insist on eating.

I couldn't hold in my laugh as she said those words and I had a hard time holding it in, biting my lips to just try to stop myself.

I kept chanting to myself to stop laughing and after what seemed like ten minutes, I started nibbling on my little piece of bread again, losing the interest around me again.

Noise was filling the cafetaria and it was like how a school should be. Loud.

It was loud, but there was no noise around me.

This may sound really strange, I know. 

It's hard to explain, but it's like there are so many people surrounding me, but I still feel lonely sometimes.

Really only sometimes!

"You have enough?" I heard one of the girls ask, her high clear voice standing out from the murmering, yelling and chatting of other people.

"Yes. I have enough with this much." I recongized Jisoo's voice answer and I slowly looked up, finding Jisoo closing the plastic box that was still filled with half of the food.

She has enough?

Can't be!

Someone that can eat such a big cup of ramyun can't possibly have enough with only a little bit of vegeetables or fruits.

Jisoo looked for her bag next to her and felt me looking at her, her eyes moving to me and our eyes meeting each other.

Her eyes narrowed as she looked at me before raising her left eyebrow while her hands were busy with putting the box in her bag.

She kept looking at me and I looked around, finding out that she was really only staring at me.

Is she still angry that we got detention?

Not my fault actually, she should have helped, I was not going to do double work and give her good grades because of my hard work.

"Jisoo?"

She gave me one last glare ebfore turning her head back to her friends, making me frown.

What was that...?

"Jinki, go to the library and copy this thirty times for me." the teacher asked me and I stood up while taking the paper, walking out of the classroom that was boring anyways.

The librarian looked at me and pointed to the copy machine, not even asking as she already knew I was there to copy thin