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He stares at Zack for a moment before he shakes his head with a soft chuckle, "if I didn't know any better, I would say you're flirting with me."
"Who says I am not?"
His eyes turn back to his friend beside him and searched his face for any signs of messing about, but not a single trace could be found on Zack's serious face. (Y/N) leans back and sighs threw his nose, his eyes never leaving the sharp watchful gaze and he quickly glanced around at the others, he noticed they were busy with their own conversations and so he smiled. The baking teen lower's his head to the table and came nose to nose with Zack, the sudden closeness sent the boxer's mind and heart in a frenzy but the next words that followed only made him long for more.
"Don't start a fight that you can't win," (Y/N) smirked, he swiftly moved forward and booped his nose with Zack's, before he moved away without another word. The dark-haired teen's eyes are completely wide open as his face grew heated, all he could hear was his heartbeat thumping in his ears and the previous words slammed his thoughts to shambles. He covered his blushing face with his arm, which only worsened as he heard the soft chuckles from the man beside him.
"Ah F*ck!"
The gruffed annoyance came from a table close by, bringing the attention of the J High students and subtly they all glance over at the other table. A chubbier male dressed in a grey 'V-neck' t-shirt, blue jeans and red shoes, a thick gold chain decorated his neck and left wrist to 'enhance' his appearance, but his whole attitude reeked as bad as his fashion sense. Then sat the lady beside him, puffing away on a cigarette and grinning as they talk shit about the students. Her make-up was very similar to the older woman who join them for a little while, but her sharp fox-like eyes suited well with the red eyeshadow. While her make-up is decent, her outfit choice was... Well, it looked like she crawled inside a box.
There was one more graduate that sat in front of the first man, he wore a white shirt and paired it with black skinny jeans, black shoes and a black beanie. From the angle he was sitting, he could see the bulging beer belly and face of someone who constantly joins 'Mad Hatter's Tea Party', not in the good way.
(Y/N) jumped back into reality when loud bickering came from the two tables, Zoe had returned the shit-talking and now one of the men began to approach the table. Seemingly to size them up, the three moronic musketeers turn towards Zack with hopeful gazes but only saw him 'passed' out on the table. Of course, they didn't bother looking at the baking prince as they saw him in the light of the heavens, a beautiful angel. Then the three turned to look at Daniel, the poor teen had drunk some alcohol which his body was unsure on how to handle it.
