King of Spades || Lookism x Male Reader

Caged Claws

The air of the cafeteria seemed to chill instantly as an overwhelming pressure-filled it. And the origin of this chill could be clearly pinpointed in one corner of the gym as a certain tattooed student was tightly gripping the shoulder of one of the transfer students. This (H/c) student was less concerned with the grip trying to rip into his shoulder and more about how his mood had drastically soured. What little time you had to spend with the sisters was being ruined by this weirdo from architecture. Your fingers that rested on the table flexed with growing anger in them as you pushed yourself up with a huffing sigh escaping your nose. Your sharp (E/c) glaring over your shoulder at the male.

The tattooed male was moreso in a state of shock himself. His eyebrows knit in confusion as he watched you not only resist his grip but stand up as if it had no effect. So not only were you a heartbreaker... but you were tough too. A handsome guy that has two girls yet doesn't care for their feelings... despicable. His fingers tightened on your shoulder as his already present frown drooped lower as well as a strange tear ran down his cheek. But now the two freshmen stood face to face, a deathly stillness growing in the chilly air as the situation seemed to be silently breaking down between the two.

???: What's going on?

???: Two freshmen from Architecture are fighting.

???: Eh? Really? I thought they were all part of that weird gang.

???: I think it's the transfer student.

Your hand raised and softly took a hold of the hand gripping into your shoulder before your fingers flexed once more and gripped tightly into the tattooed male's wrist.

(Y/n): What's your problem?

Tattooed Male: You're the problem. I told you to pick one so you didn't break their hearts.

The rest of the architecture class was on edge as it seemed that their leader was going to get into a scuffle with the transfer student. Though the big-eared student Jace knew this would do no one good. If they fought and his friend came out on top, then he would look like a bully who beat up a transfer student. and if the transfer student won it would make the whole group look bad. Jace took a step forward in a vain attempt to split the two heated fighters but was surprised to see his job swept out from under him by the two girls being unknowingly argued about.

A smaller hand softly landed on yours, the feeling almost relaxing you as your grip on the other male's arm relinquished. Hei-Ryung then took a bold move and awkwardly moved in between the two of you, pressing her back against your chest as she spoke.

Hei-Ryung: Woah Woah Woah come on now, it's lunchtime! You can't be mad during lunchtime!

It was a dumb excuse but the sudden tone shift seemed to start bringing the tension down. Ryung's next move was to carefully try to pry the other male's hand away from your shoulder as Ran moved up next to you. Her piercing brown eyes met your (E/c) ones for a moment before she forced you into an awkward bow as Ryung stepped out to rest at your other side while Ran spoke.

Hei-Ran: Sorry if our friend here caused you any problems! He's usually with us so we can manage him.

The tattooed student standing across from you went from angry, to shock, to just plain baffled at the display before him. His eyes watched with interest at the quiet little argument you shared with the blonde-haired girl while the other brown-haired girl simply glanced at her food in between looking somewhat concerned.

Tattoed Male: So you three are... friends?

Hei-Ran: Yep! We're the best of friends.

Hei-Ryung: We're a perfect trio, even if this guy technically counts as a puppy~