straight 》 yuwin

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"You all are absolutely revolting." Jungwoo sighed, watching the other 4 in secret jealousy.

It was lunch time, and he was the only person at the table not in a relationship.

"Oh please," Johnny sighed, scrolling on his phone. "You're just mad you don't have the guts to make your move on that tall kid. What's his name again?"

Ten, who was stealing whatever he wanted off the giant's lunch tray perked up. "You like Lucas?"

Jungwoo didn't have to respond because the blush on his cheeks gave him away.

"You and Taeyong can be lonely together!" Yuta laughed, watching the miserable Kim.

"I don't know about that," Sicheng said, laying his head on his man's shoulder. "I saw Taeyong leaving for lunch with Jaehyun."

All eyes turned to the empty seat where the skinny boy always sat.

"I don't believe it, he finally manned up!" Johnny chuckled. "You should do the same, Jungwoo."

"If it makes you feel any better, I think Lucas feels the same way about you." Ten said, snatching some more food from his distracted boyfriend.

Jungwoo's eyes widened. "Do you really think so?"

"Of course." The Thai nodded. "Lucas has been one of my closest friends for years, I know things about that boy."

"Aww you two are so similar!" Sicheng smiled. "You both act confident, but it's really just a show!"

Jungwoo frowned at the Chinese's comment, but then soon forgot it when he remembered what Ten said.

A group of noisy girls walking past caught their attention.

"It was crazy! I ditched last hour to go buy something for lunch, and there were these two old ladies fighting in the parking lot!" The loudest one said, stopping when she saw someone at the table.

"I swear, one of them looked just like your mom, Yuta!" She said, causing the Japanese to furrow his brows.

"My mom? Fighting someone? I don't think so." He laughed, positive the female was wrong.

"I promise!" The student sighed, trying to convince the other. "The other lady was shouting at her in Chinese or something!"

Now the noisy girl had Sicheng's attention, and a feeling of worry washed over him. "Did she look like this?" He scrolled through the gallery on his phone, before finding a picture of his mother.

The girl examined the photo for a second before realizing the similarities. "Yeah, that's her! How'd you know?" She gasped.

Dread filled both Sicheng and Yuta's souls as they realized what was happening.

"Just a lucky guess." The Chinese frowned, standing up and pulling his boyfriend along with him.