"How was it?" Haechan asks, pulling a random chair nearby to sit on it.

Jaemin looks up from his phone and raises a brow, "what was?" He asks back, very much confused by the sudden question.

"And why the fuck are you here? You don't even share this class with me." Looking at the tanned male in front of him up and down.

Shrugging, Haechan nonchalantly replies, "we're on break, it's an open classroom if you haven't noticed." He then forms his lips into a mischievous grin.

"Now, how was the project with Jeno?"

"What are you exactly trying to get out of this?" Jaemin said with a small sigh, placing his phone down on his desk.

"Blackmail and entertainment." His friend answers, "come on, there's got to be something scandalous." Getting his hopes up, no doubt.

"Haechan, there's literally nothing new. It's the same thing with Jeno being his flirty and annoying self, trying to get in my pants while I try to avoid it all." Jaemin deadpans.

The tanned male has the audacity to cackle, "yeah, good luck with that." He said with a little bit of sarcasm in his tone.

Jaemin could only snort back, "there's less pressure now though, we've finished the project and we're passing it later today."

"That quick?" Haechan gapes his mouth, "I mean, despite the obvious deadline and all. I just thought your project wouldn't be one hundred percent finished by then."

The blond haired boy hums as he makes a face, "don't worry, you're not the only one who expected that." He said.

Just then, Renjun enters the classroom with furrowed eyebrows when he sees his two friends having a conversation without him– for all he knows, they're both up to no good.

"What's happening?" He asks, taking a seat on the row next to Jaemin's and places his folder to which he has been carrying, on his lap.

"Nothing much, just asking Jaemin about what's going on with his project situation." Haechan shrugs nonchalantly whilst Jaemin insisted to repeat their conversation to Renjun.

After he was done, the oldest boy snorts. "That makes three of us then." He gave a weird look that the others couldn't quite decipher.

However, they brush it off when Renjun then asks, "but I'm wondering, did he help at all or did you just quickly solo this thing?"

Jaemin wishes he could say the latter, but that would be a total blatant lie.

"Unfortunately, he helped."

"Bitch, make it make sense. Aren't you happy he actually did something besides– being a brat?" Haechan quirks a brow up.

Renjun couldn't help but nod in agreement, despite wanting to retort back about Lee Jeno. "Not gonna lie, I kinda agree."

"What?!"

"Kinda? Bro–"

"Don't call me 'bro', Haechan." The older boy sends a glare towards the said boy.

"Jeez, my bad, homie." The tanned male mutters while he raises his hands up in surrender.

Groaning in annoyance, Renjun huffs and goes back to the main topic. "It's just that, you've been complaining to us about how he won't do anything at all."

"And yet here you are, complaining when he actually did, just for you." Haechan adds.

The blond haired boy scrunched his face, "ew, dude. Don't even say it like that." He mumbles.

"Like what? He did you a favor, didn't he? Is what I meant, you dirty fucker." Haechan said, trying to put all the blame on Jaemin for accusing him with his choice of words.

"Oh my goodness, y–" Jaemin pauses to sigh in exaggeration.

"What did he even do?" Was Renjun's next question.

Pursing his lips for a moment, Jaemin soon answers slowly. "He did some research, listened for my ideas, asked for my opinions about his own, did the illustration."

His two friends blinked once or twice before cackling loudly. Jaemin glares at them, feeling quite ridiculed in this semi-serious situation.

"What's so funny?" He grumbles.

His laugh slowly subsiding, Renjun soon answers him. "I find it funny how we were expecting you to do all those things, but instead it was Jeno."

Haechan snorts and adds, "the guy you had these assumptions about."

"I did some stuff too! He didn't do all of it, just partially. We mainly went with my ideas." Jaemin tries to defend himself.

"Sure, man. Whatever makes you feel satisfied with that guy." Haechan smirks teasingly.

"For the love of God, Haechan. Can you stop talking like that?" Renjun scolds, now taking Jaemin's side this time with no hesitation in this situation.

"But why?" The tanned male asks, playing innocent as he saw Jaemin grimacing from the corner of his eye.

"It's fucking gross."

"Does it turn you on though?" He jokes and earns a folder thrown at him. "Ow! I'm joking, partially– ow!"

"Talk like that again and I'll literally–"

The classroom door opens and they all turn to look on who the person was, almost instantly putting on a blank face when they then realized.

"Oh, hey guys!" Jeno exclaims in a mixture of happiness and slight shock. Wasn't really expecting to see the trio alone in the classroom.

"What are you all doing here?" He asks.

"That's none of your business, this is an open classroom. We wanted to have a private conversation." Renjun was the first one to speak up, scowling at him.

The brunet boy drawls an 'ohh' before nodding off, "well, I just came by because I was asked to grab something."

He looks around and sees a stack of papers on the teacher's desk, he smiles and quickly walks over to grab it. "Ah, here it is."

He lightly waves the stack of papers in his grip, still grinning when the trio individually make a face of their own reactions.

"The bell is about to ring soon, by the way." He says a little cheerfully.

"We know." Haechan remarks, biting back this time too. "And we don't really care if we're late."

That was out of the blue, they know. It was a fifty-fifty statement. Sometimes they do care, but right now, they'll just go with the flow.

Chuckling, Jeno shakes his head a little. "I'm just saying," he hums, now heading back to the door. Glancing over to Jaemin and winks.

When he receives the usual face of annoyance and disgust, he giggles. "Oh, we're having a party tonight, you're all invited. And you must definitely come with."

He sends them one last pretty smile before he takes his leave, leaving the trio alone in the classroom again.

When the brunet boy was gone, both Renjun and Jaemin look at each other as they sigh deeply once Haechan widens his eyes and snaps his head towards them with an already knowing look.

"We should definitely go."