Maybe, probably | Hwang Hyunjin

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~ Last day of the trip ~

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"These people never put salt into anything." Han whined, as the food really did need salt.

Since my leg already healed, and we're leaving this place in a few hours, we only came to the cafeteria to have a quick lunch.

I stood up and made my way to the kitchen, to get the salt for everyone, and a glass of water for myself.

Searching the shelves, I noticed salt was on the top shelf. "Ya, are they all giants or is there seriously no short persons here?" I protested, referring to staff, and trying to reach it.

As I was about to jump to get it, a shadow covered me, and a long arm reached for the salt. I slowly turned around, watching my steps just to get towered over by none other but the devil himself.

He handed me the salt and I snatched it out of his hand, passing by him towards the exit.

"Y/n.." he spoke as he grabbed my arm. I paused without turning to face him, which only made him walk around and stand in front of me.

"Move." I demanded. He grabbed onto my arm even tighter. "Get out of my way, you sorry excuse for an intolerable ass pastry!"

"I fail to understand how you've become such a reprehensible fuck waffle!" he shouted back at me. I kicked him in the leg making him wince in pain, and releasing his grip just enough for me to break out of it and walk through the door.

"Come back here you duck face!" he yelled as he chased after me. "Help, some pervert is chasing me!" I yelled, running into the cafeteria, making everyone avert their gazes towards me.

Just as Hyunjin ran into the room everyone started to laugh realizing that he was the so called pervert. "Hi pervert!" I greeted him in a shout from the other end of the room.

"Oh God, you've insulted me! What ever shall I do? I'll be mentally and emotionally scarred for years!" he said, making both of us laugh with the rest of the present people.

"Could you two just sit down already. We've had enough of your fights, every single day!" Soomi said, and I went back to my seat, handing Han the salt he asked for.

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While I was putting food onto my plate, out of the corner of my eye I saw Hyunjin practically staring at me. "Do you have something to say or are you just going to keep your eyes glued on me?" I asked him, meeting his gaze.

"You know what sucks?" he asked. "Vacuums." I replied, turning my attention back to my plate. "You know what sucks in metaphorical sense?"

"Black holes." I said, making him sigh, annoyed by my answers. "You know what isn't cool?" he started again. "Lava." my answer making the rest of the room laugh, because I was obviously teasing him.

"I swear there's a special place in hell reserved for you." he said. "Yeah, it's called the throne." I responded to his statement, giving a small smirk before looking at his 'istg I'ma kill her' face.

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