straight 》 yuwin

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"You're staring again."

A soft whisper was heard from somewhere close by. The quiet voice was probably talking to him, but the currently-distracted male didn't really care.

The ignored boy snapped his fingers in front of his friend's face. "Yuta. Are you even listening?"

No, Yuta was definitely not. His attention was somewhere else, across the room. Not at the cafeteria table with his 3 friends where he was currently sitting.

He frowned as he tore his gaze away from the happily oblivious person on the other side of the lunch room. "No, Jungwoo." He sighed, eyeing his annoyed friend. "I was a bit occupied with something. What do you need to tell me?"

Jungwoo gave his Japanese friend a look, turning back to the lunch tray in front of him. "I just notice you're staring at someone," he teased, nudging the blushing male. "quite a lot lately."

A soft smirk appeared on Yuta's face, as his eyes landed back on a specific person. "I mean, can you honestly blame me?" He whispered to himself, but those close enough could still hear it.

"I don't know about him, but his friend is doing something to my heart." Another student at the table spoke up.

Yuta scowled at the larger male. "Shut up, Johnny. No one cares what you think."

Johnny gasped and raised his hands with a smile. "Geez Yuta, defensive much? You should be glad I'm not going after your man." His face showed a look of pride and satisfaction. "You'd have no chance if he had to choose between you and I."

This comment almost sent Yuta flying over the table with flying fists, but luckily Jungwoo stopped him.

With a giggle, the last student at the table who had been remaining quiet, chose to chip in. "You know, something's different this time."

Jungwoo's face twisted in confusion. "What do you mean, Taeyong?"

The toothpick-figured boy shrugged his shoulders. "You know, Yuta flirts with everyone, no matter who they are." The mentioned male gave Taeyong a look.

"But I feel like this time, Yuta actually cares." He watched the Japanese with thoughtful eyes.

Jungwoo squealed, punching Yuta's arm. He tried to speak, but at first it was just incoherent babbles. "Yuta's got a crush! A real crush!"

Johnny and Taeyong watched with proud smiles as the embarassed boy's cheeks lit up in deep shades of red.

After calming down a bit, Jungwoo spoke again. "So tell us about him! What's his name? What's he like?"

All ears at the table were on him, but Yuta had no answer.

The prize in his eyes was one of the new students from a neighboring school. The institution had had to shut down for rennovations over the summer, and all the teenagers had to be relocated to schools close by.

Lucky for Yuta, the mystery boy had ended up in his school.

"Uhhh," Yuta sighed, a small frown on his lips. "I don't know, I've never talked to him."