"hey, wassup my bitches, how y'all doing?" Haechan grins while skipping towards his two friends who were standing near the cafeteria doors.

"And why the fuck are we standing here for? I'm hungry, and let's not embarrass ourselves more than we-"

"Someone took our spot." Renjun cuts him off, emphasizing his words as he tightens his grip on his backpack strap.

Blinking, Haechan shifts his gaze towards the usual table they occupy at lunch and furrowed his eyebrows. "Someone explain to me why that bastard and his hookup are at our table."

"Ask them, Renjun and I just walked in and saw our table taken. Please, I would love to know too," Jaemin sighs, eyeing the said table that had a few people occupying it.

Despite being the popular group, Jaemin doesn't really know any of their goddamn names- well, obviously except for one person.

And that one person was laughing along with his clique as he was sitting beside some guy- which was actually the guy from this morning's incident.

Pursing his lips, he shakes out of his stupor and focuses on Haechan's rant while Renjun looked bored and tired, just wanting to take a seat and rest.

"Let's go over there." The tanned male announces, ready to take his first step towards the now loud table but gets stopped by a hand pulling him back.

"Are you crazy?" Renjun glares as his tiredness suddenly went away and gained a bit of energy. Maybe some senses too.

Rolling his eyes, Haechan swats the hand away from him and huffs. "Junnie, bitch, I love you, but I want our table back. And weren't you two curious about why they suddenly took our table?" He points out.

Shrugging, Jaemin glances at the table again and saw the people still laughing aloud for whatever reason. "I mean yeah-"

"Great, let's go." Without further arguments, Haechan drags his friends by their hands and marches up to the popular group who were busy with something.

Clearing his throat, Haechan almost grins when the group of students stops on whatever they were doing and turns their attention on him with raised eyebrows.

"Can we help you?" They're not really surprised on who decided to speak up first amongst the group of well-known ignorant people.

"Why, yes. Yes, you can." Haechan replies with a fake smile on his face that kinda creeped the other students out.

A small pause of silence, Haechan took that as his cue to continue, not wanting to keep the others waiting.

"I'm just curious, why the hell did you guys suddenly changed tables? Last time I checked, this is my friends and I's table. Not yours." Haechan snaps a little.

He's just really annoyed how these people suddenly took their table unbeknownst to them- when they already have their own usual table.

A pretty brunet boy forces a smile back at him, intertwining his fingers together before resting his chin on them. "And last time I checked, this is a cafeteria. There aren't assigned tables." He remarks.

Scoffing, Renjun- who was originally silently angry with the group of people, takes a step forward beside Haechan.

"Please, you guys get mad when others go to your table and say they don't belong there." He comments- to which earned a few 'ooh's' from other students nearby eavesdropping on them.

Keeping his calm facial expression on, the brunet boy doesn't say anything yet, sensing Huang Renjun had something else to say.

"So what made you guys move to another table? Last time I checked, this table was called one of the 'losers' table." He sneers.

Another few 'oohs' were heard as the brunet boy chuckles sarcastically. "You want to know what made us change tables?" He tilts his head to the side.

Clicking his tongue, Haechan nods at him immediately, getting impatient as they've been arguing for a few minutes now and he's probably going to miss lunch.

Humming, the brunet boy shifts his gaze to Jaemin who has been silent all this time. He smirks and sends a small flirtatious wink.

"Thank your friend over there." He boldly says.

Knitting their eyebrows together, the two friends turn to Jaemin with questioning looks as the blond haired boy himself was confused as to why the attention is suddenly on to him.

"What the fuck are you talking about? I haven't done anything to you, Lee Jeno." Jaemin hisses at the younger boy.

Said boy only giggles and shakes his head, taking a sip of his orange juice while his friends were either snickering along or having their own conversations.

The boy from this morning watches them and blinks, "can you guys just make up for whatever petty fight you two had? Isn't that what most friendships do?"

His words caused a moment of silence for all of them before Jaemin huffs and rolls his eyes. "Friends? Sorry bud, but your boyfriend over there is nothing close to whatever label you have in mind he has with me or my friends."

Nodding, Haechan then adds on. "Yeah, I don't know who you thought Lee Jeno was to us but he's just our schoolmate. Other than that, he's nothing close to being a friend or even an acquaintance."

The guy's jaw drop as he glances at his boyfriend who was surprisingly calm even after hearing those words that were aimed at him.

"Oh... I'm sorry, uh I must've misunderstood." He scratches his nape, feeling like he had somehow added fuel to the fire.

Instead of gasoline, it kinda feels like wood instead. Still, whatever fuel he had accidentally added, he hopes it wouldn't cause a really big issue.

Shaking his head, Renjun waves him off as he looks back at Jeno- quietly sipping his orange juice with a cold face.

"Are you going to leave or what? Don't be fucking childish, Lee." He retorts, getting irritated with the younger boy's behavior who refuses to have their table back- or even share it with them.

However, it's not like the three musketeers would accept the offer anyway.

So who's really the most childish ones here? Not sure.

Gulping down his drink, Jeno silently takes his boyfriend's hand and stands up, smiling at his friends who quickly followed suit.

"Have your shitty table back," he mutters before walking up to the three boys with the same weird grin.

"But wasting your time fighting over a lunch table? Really? Who's more childish here, hm?" He sneers.

"Should've went to another one, go to other rooms or areas in this school building instead." He finishes off with a smirk and a sneaky wink before heading off.

Watching the popular group leave the cafeteria, Haechan takes his usual spot and sighs. "Well, whatever, atleast we got our table back." He shrugs to himself.

As they were about to start eating, the school bell rings indicating for all students to head to their next set of classes for this afternoon.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"