Welcome to *reads hands* the Cookie Club?

5. Cookie and Swear Jars

Yuto was really regretting letting Yanan borrow his sunglasses today, because when he went outside to head to the Japan club meeting, the sun was getting in his eyes . Like, a lot. He wanted to fucking die.

He had his cap on backwards but he had to change it the other way but had change it to wear it correctly in order for the sun not to be in his fucking way and oh, how he felt bad for his retinas at this very moment.

Thankfully, Yuto was able to make it on time to the Japan Club early, squinting and all, without making a fool of himself, already recognizing some of his friends in the club like last year.

Kenta was the first to notice him, waving him over with his free hand, as the other one was busy holding a sashimi roll on chopsticks. "Yuto!!! It's been years man!!!" he said in English trying to act cool.

Yuto literally saw him last week at the canteen where Kenta was arguing with his friend Sanggyun whether the leader of Arashi or the leader of Shinhwa would win in a fight, but Kenta also forgets his own birthday, so it's understandable.

Japanese usually refer to others by their family name, so Yuto gets called Adachi all the time. However, him and Kenta have friend groups without a single Japanese, so they've gotten used to talking about others with their real names instead.

Yuto waved at him as Kenta came running forward to him. "How can it have been years if I met you last September, idiot?" he said in his native Japanese.

Kenta stuffed the sashimi into his mouth and didn't even half chew it before speaking again. "Man, you don't get hyperboles," he said, swallowing. "Wow, this was some good sashimi, Momo got her boyfriend Heechul to buy them for us, even though he already graduated."

"Yo, I'm gonna miss Heechul buying us shit," Yuto agreed. That man was used to buying a ton of food because of his large group of friends. "Did Momo finally persuade Sana and Mina to join this year?"

Kenta shrugged. "No idea if they show up, they've been busy stalking that one dude, Kang Daniel- oh shit, Nako persuaded Sakura to come and some other girl, I'm trying to think..."

Yuto looked around, trying to take in the amount of people here. Despite being a university in Korea, there was a surprising amount of Japanese here at the school, and it was always nice to meet other people that shared a few things in common with you - he hasn't met a single Japanese in this school that hates soba noodles.

"Yo, Adachi!!" Yuto turned around to see Takuya run after him, a mochi in his mouth. "Guess what! There's another Yuto here!!"

Yuto rolled his eyes. "Dude, there were two Yutos in my high school back in Nagano."

"No, this dude is from Osaka, I think, but he's Mizuguchi Yuto," Takuya explained. "Yo, there's also another Osaka kid here, too, but he's not a freshman, he's a sophomore I think-"

"Wow, Terada, you've been thinking a lot today," Kenta joked, raising his chopsticks to poke him. "That's a first-"

"Shut up, Takada," Takuya told Kenta. "At least I can think."

"Okay, well I don't know about you guys, but I'm going to get soba noodles," Yuto said, pointing to the table where the food was, where Momo was currently being choked by Sana - so Sana did come. "I'll be right back-"

"Hold on, let me introduce you to Mizuguchi!" Takuya grabbed Yuto's arm and pulled him in the opposite direction. "You got to meet him and the other Osaka dude Nakamoto."

Yuto rolled his eyes but agreed to let Takuya pull him away. He was leader of the Japan club last year despite having been a freshman (it was always decided by playing the kendama game which he was good at, and who were they to question tradition?) so it would probably be best if he met as much people as possible, especially newcomers.