Serotonin - Yumark˚

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"i hate corndogs."

"oh come on, you hate everything hotdog related." jaemin said rolling his eyes.

"which explains why i didn't take any of yeri's food." haechan said back while walking past the corndogs.

it was lunch time and luckily, all three of them had it at the same hour. after what happened in history class, they all agreed to meet up and chat about it.

so after history, they all separated and went to their other classes.

mark didn't mind corndogs. he just wished it was something different since they just had some in class.

so instead of corndogs, mark grabbed a baked potato from the salad bar.

after they all picked out what they wanted, mark led the way to their usual table. jaemin sat down fast, while haechan did the bare minimum.

jaemin put his food down before looking up at mark with excitement."okay mark here's the plan."

"can't we eat first?"

"talk first, eat later."

"there is nothing to talk about! i'm terrible at conversation with strangers, and i embarrassed myself while asking for someone's name. we done?"

"he's right jae." haechan said before aggressively stabbing his salad with his spork. "even if he did try again, that boy probably got creeped out."

mark looked at haechan with a surprised look which made haechan quickly say something that would calm him down

"b-but knowing him, he might've like it."

"we don't know him!"

"mark stop freaking out and listen to me-"
jaemin started but quickly stopped talking before turning his smile to a smirk.

mark and haechan followed jaemin's eyes and saw what he was staring at.

"are you staring at ryujin again!?" haechan said a bit to loudly.

"no you idiot! look!"

jaemin pointed and just as mark had hoped it wasn't who he thought it was, his eyes landed on the black haired boy. the boy he embarrassed himself in front of. the boy he had never seen before today. you get the gist.

he didn't have any food in his hand. instead he had his backpack slouched over his left shoulder and was looking down at his phone.

it looked like he was headed towards the exit doors where the football field was. usually that's where people who don't eat hang out.

mark was curious as to why the boy wasn't eating in the cafeteria. did he have no friends?

"moooork."

"what nana?" mark said quickly cut out of his thoughts.

"i see you eyeing him, go follow him!"

"what is this obsession you have with him? mark ain't even into men." haechan said.

"he never said he wasn't into men, he just said he wasn't into anybody at the mooooment." jaemin said pointing his corndog at haechan's chest.