Adorably Silly (ENDED)

Cantaloupe

Can POV

Of course, obviously the jerk agreed to have lunch with us! He loves to see me suffer. To top it off, mom and Lay sat together and I sat next to the moron. I feel nervous.

— I didn't know that Can had such a handsome friend. —Thank you for loving me so much, mom...

— Yes. How can it be that my brother has a friend as cute as you? —And I used to trusted in you, Lay.

I sat bitter, resting my face on my hand.

— Thank you. —The pretty-faced moron replied.

—I want to throw up... —I said softly.

— Do you attend the same course? —My mother questioned.

How Ice Prince, perfect and millionaire will attend class with me? Don't be naive mother!

— No. I go to the International Collage.

— So how do you two know each other? —At least, Lay says something useful.

— I wonder the same. —I replied.

But he didn't answer anything. Something is coming up to me, it must be anger.

— I wonder how a guy who pays a semester at 100K, is satisfied with a 40 dish and not 4K ... — I expressed. —This isn't one of your expensive dishes, can your delicate stomach support it?

— Fool. —He told me while he looked at me.

It was neither an insult, nor anything bad. He just said it to shut me up. For a second it seemed like... Well... As if we were a couple and he was joking with me. Is it wrong? Thinking that is wrong?... This idiot got me confuse.

— Now, leave at once.

— Cantaloupe! —My mother got angry.

Why did she have to call me by my full name? Tin will bother me forever! She doesn't understand a thing!

— Ah! Mom! Don't call me that way.

— Can... Is Cantaloupe in short?

And there he was. It was my death! I hope mom can tell and shut up. Tin looked at me and smiled. I'm so dead...

— Yes. Why? Any problem? —I jumped on the defensive. It served to erase his smile.

— Yes. Cantaloupe is his nickname for melon, just as I am Lay for Lemon. —Lay, stealing Gucci's number one spot on people who betrayed me today.

— His nickname is Cantaloupe, but when he went to high school, he changed it to Can, because the boys said things. — Nope. Mom just beat Lay.

— Right? Cantalooooupe

— Cantalouuuuupe

I was screwed for life.

— Ma, my hunger went away. —I stand up and left.

Tin POV

We went to a modest restaurant and I sat next to Can; His sister and mother sat in front of us. This could be like an outlet where I know my family-in... Forget it Tin!

His mother and sister praised my appearance. Normally this does not affect me, but Can's family was telling me I was handsome ... Will those likes be transmitted in the genes? I know that something is happening with Can but... Will he think I'm handsome?

They asked me if Can and I were classmates which cause me fun. Of course we are not. But then, they asked how did we meet... fate?

—I wonder how a guy who pays a semester at 100K, conforms with a 40 dish and not a 4K... —he said. —This isn't one of your expensive dishes, can your delicate stomach support it?