They're like a load of vultures circling a piece of dead meat. Except the meat in the centre is very much alive. It's very much alive and very much attacking another piece of meat. You know what, they're chickens, living chickens that are attacking each other while vultures are circling them, screeching in excitement. And now the chickens-what are you even saying?

This is you trying to put into a metaphor of what is 'very much' a high school fight in the middle of the cafeteria. You didn't have to search for where it was since as soon as you walked into the cafeteria hall, there was not a single person at their own table minding their business and eating their lunch.

Nu-uh. This is high school. It's an exasperating place where no one likes to ever mind their own business.

Except for Kyungsoo. The guy had his head buried in a book as always, silently eating his cucumber sandwiches.

Anyway. The oddly massive crowd of people all cheering and holding their phones to something in the centre was hard to miss. But you're not gonna lie. You also being a high schooler shamefully decided to whip out your phone and rush to the crowd with a grin on your face.

"Sorry, can I get through-just tryna see here!" Not even your tiny hands can get through the huge jocks that tower over you. They don't spare you a glance.

"Fuck's sake." You grumble to yourself. Moving away from the sweaty boys, you climb onto one of the tables. You almost lose your balance, your feet are so excited that they're close to misleading you and you let out a squeal that's barely audible over the loud shouts of noisy teenagers.

A breath blows from your mouth as you steady yourself and zoom in on your camera while recording the fight. They both look familiar but what strikes you is how one of them is a girl, quite small and miniature. But hell, she's throwing fists, practically thrashing the dude that's twice the size of her.

The man is easy to identify. His blond hair, thick eyebrows, big doe eyes. It is unmistakably Lucas Wong.

Lucas Wong, possibly the most famous guy in school. Always flirting with anything that breathes. He solely communicates with winks and lip bites to get himself anything he wants. Obviously, those winks and lip bites don't always work as he's currently being beat up by a furious girl.

With another fist to his face, he groans out in pain, trying to shield himself but he's pinned down by her. A laugh escapes your mouth. You can't help it. Knowing how cocky he is, it must be really embarrassing to be beaten the shit out in front of everyone.

It's only when you zoom in more that you're finally able to clearly see the girl's face. Your phone falls from your hand and your mouth drops open. All your laughter comes to a strict halt.

"Nayeon!" You screech.

Jumping off the table, you fight through the crowd. No longer caring about hurting other people, your nails dig into their arms as you push through, ignoring all of the protests and sounds of agony from your striking claws.

"Move, you bastards!" You screech.

You're able to finally reach the middle and the two bodies are still rolling around and attacking each other. It looks more vicious up close

"Get off my best friend, you lil' fucker!"

And just like that, you throw yourself into both of them, your nails finding a new target as they dig into Lucas's scalp.

"What the fuck?! How are there two of you?!", he shouts, his face screwed up in pain.

Lol. One thing everyone should know about Nayeon and you is that you come in pairs. There ain't never going to be just one of you on your own. Nope. Y'all always got each other's back.

"Pull his hair while I bend his arms!" Nayeon suggests, looking fully serious for what appeared to be hilarious to the laughing students surrounding us.

"What on earth is going on here?!" The booming voice is indisputable.

Everyone calms down promptly, noise levels dropping to zero which only makes the three of you sound louder. Like the red sea, the crowd of students immediately part as the tall principal walks through. Her heels echo through the cafeteria as she stomps on the marble floor, making her way to us. Hands on hips, she bores her eyes into us and waits till we notice.

Nayeon notices first, instantly pulling her hands off Lucas and stumbling to her feet. She gulps, nudging you, "Y/N...Y/N."

You look up, your heart stops as your eyes land on the authoritative woman. Both you and Lucas freeze and in seconds get to your feet. At this point, everyone starts to scatter, returning to their tables as they know the last thing they want is to witness the wrath of Ms Yoo Jeongyeon.

She stands in her business suit, much taller than Nayeon and I, and shoots lethal daggers as she breathes furiously. "What is this? A school or a prison playground?!"

We're all silent. The only sound to be heard is our harsh breathing and the raging breathing of Ms. Jeongyeon. No one dares to answer back to her, afraid of losing our chance of seeing tomorrow if we do.

"First, go attend the nurse and then all three of you will be attending detention this afternoon."

Groans follow her dreadful words and Lucas glares strongly at Nayeon, clenching his fists. She only glares back, nowhere near intimidated despite the grand height difference.

"Uh, Miss. Nayeon and I don't really have to go to the nurse." You point out, trying to sound as harmless as possible.

Ms. Jeongyeon looks between the three of you, flinching when she sees the blood running down Lucas's nose. As much as she would never admit this, she's quite impressed with how the two of you managed to do that much damage to a guy that muscular. "Right then. You two, return to class straight away then. And Lucas, go clean yourself up."

We nod. She opens her mouth like she's going to say something else and then thinks better of it and walks away.

Nayeon glances at Lucas, "Jesus, you look like shit."

He slowly murders her in his head, "I'm going to get you back so bad, you better watch it."

"No, you won't." You automatically side with her, using a cold voice. "If you do, then I'm going to beat you three times worse than I just did."

Lucas looks at you, something in his face lighting up. He wipes the blood onto his sleeve, smiling, "Ah, Y/N, so glad I was finally able to know what your body feels like on mine."

An unimpressed grimace surfaces your face. This boy, you think. Your threats appear to be empty to him.

"I'm out." You say immediately, dragging Nayeon with you who childishly sticks her tongue out at him.

"Alright, let's get some lunch and then you can tell me all about what that jerk did this time to piss you off.", you tell her with your arm around her shoulder.

Nayeon and Lucas had an interesting relationship. They were practically siblings with the amount that they fought except there was not even the tiniest bit love for the other. So let's just say they're pure enemies. It's been like that since grade seven ever since Lucas sat in Nayeon's seat in class and wouldn't move his stubborn ass. And just about every time their squabbles would end in them physically attacking each other like it's world war three.

Unfortunately as you're about to walk to where the buffet is set up, the bell rings. Your stomach groans along with you. "Noooo.", you whine, "Now my stomach is gonna be grumbling throughout the rest of my classes."

Nayeon laughs, "Ha! Sucks for you. That's literally the worst."

It is. It really is. Because you're not only going to be hungry for the rest of the school day but you're going to be getting weird stares every time your stomach loudly grumbles in the quiet classrooms. It's no fun.

Your best friend slips away from your hold and you call after her, looking betrayed, "Hey, why are you ditching me?"

"I've got Biology and I can't be late again.", she replies over her shoulder, rushing out of the cafeteria.

Dumbly, you stare after her, your shoulders gradually slumping along with your eyebrows and a dead look sheathes your face. You stand numb like a zombie until in the corner of your eye, you catch a vending machine.

An idea inside you lights up as you rush over. You could stuff a packet of chips into your mouth on the way to class, that should be enough. Mouth watering, your eyes lock onto the snacks behind the clear glass. Fumbling in your pockets for change, you don't notice someone budging in front of you.

You let out an excited noise of relief as you grasp onto the coins in your back pocket but as you take another step, your head bumps into the back of another person. "Oh!", your low head raises and stares up at the tall guy before you.

He doesn't seem bothered that you just bumped into him. You peek over his shoulder and realize he's using the vending machine just when you were about to.

"Excuse me, but could you move your fat ass? I was here first.", you blatantly tell him. Your patience is wearing thin the more you stare into his non moving back.

"Ahem. Earth to rude asshole?", you tap him on the shoulder to which he also ignores as if you're not even there.

Growing agitated, you grab onto his big bicep and try to whirl him around. "Okay, seriously. I'm going to be late-."

You don't expect him to turn around so fast. Too quick that you can barely take in another breath as he clasps the wrist of your hand that grabbed him and advances closer to you. Before you can barely register what's going on, he's face to face with you, his features so close that your eyes have no choice but to dive into his immediately. Lips so close, you can feel a tingle on your mouth from his hot breath.

"I-.", your voice stops as soon as it starts, words stuck in your throat. You're starstruck.

Undoubtedly, you don't know who he is. You don't know his name. You've never seen him before in your life. But with him staring at you with his dark orbs, you feel like you do.

And undoubtedly, he's fucking beautiful.

All the guys in your school always either look like they don't take showers or just don't look in the mirror at all.

But this man. Damn, he's just about perfect. As if god took his time carving each feature into his face to make him appear this enchanting. Especially his eyes. With his long, fluffy and slightly curly hair wavering between them. His eyes are magical.

"You must take showers.", you find yourself whispering stupidly.

A strong eyebrow raises, a small smile creeping onto his face as creases start to form on his flawless skin.

Realizing what you just said, your eyes grow wide, "I-I mean,"

He lets go of you suddenly, giving you space. You don't realize how you were holding your breath until your chest loosens. Yet you're motionless, frozen in place. Something about his presence commands you to lose control of yourself.

Still smiling, he chucks a packet of chips at you and you fumble to catch it, making yourself look even more of an idiot. You stare down at the snack in your hands you've caught.

"Hopefully, it's the one you wanted.", he says, voice deep and smooth.

You look back up at him, swallowing. "Yes.", you respond dumbly. You're clearly not functioning.

He nods and walks past you, shoulders brushing that makes you suck in your breath again. Turning around, you can't help but stare after him. You watch him run a heavily ringed hand through his hair, the dark locks bouncing as he walks gracefully.

Once he's out of sight, you whisper to yourself, "What the fuck was that?"

You look around, not knowing how to recover from what just happened and catch your reflection in the glass of the vending machine. Your expression is pathetic.

You throw at yourself, "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

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First chapterrr, how y'all liking it?

 I think Y/N's personality will be a bit different in this book because she hasn't gone through all that shit that made her the tough girl in Lustful Wars.

Thank you for getting this to 1K already! Happy Easter! 😘💜