C-13
It's currently lunch time. Usually, I'll be at the rooftop with Minho, but not today. I'm at my locker rummaging through my things and trying to find my lunch.
"Did I really forget it?" I sigh in defeat and close my locker.
What are we going to eat now?
I go to the rooftop with a heavy heart. When I open the door, I see Minho sitting on the floor whilst leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, but I know that he's not sleeping.
"I'm sorry," I say as I sit beside him.
"What for?" Minho opens his eyes and looks at me.
"I forgot where I put the lunch I made this morning."
"You can just go to the cafeteria?" he says, more like asking.
"You know how it is there." I sigh deeply.
Minho stands up.
"Where are you going?" I stand up as well.
He suddenly flicks my forehead.
"Ow! What's that for?"
"Stop asking the obvious." Minho pulls me out of the rooftop and down the stairs.
"But it's not obvious?"
"Cafeteria," he says plainly.
"What?! The queue--"
"It's better than sitting around with an empty tummy, am I right?" he quotes me and I can't help but smile.
We arrive outside the cafeteria and as always, the queue is right up at the entrance. I'm glad we managed to squeeze ourselves in.
"I told you!" I whisper-shout at Minho.
He just rolls his eyes. "I got this."
I didn't expect the next thing he did. Minho walks past everyone like he owns the place, bumping on some shoulders occasionally and not saying sorry. He walks like it's no big deal, but for me, it's the biggest deal ever!
"Hey, that's unfair!" a boy shouts.
"Can't you just wait in line?!" another one yells out.
I'm not used to being yelled at and it freaked me out, making me squeeze Minho's hand tightly. He looks at me, then to our hands, frowning as he turns to the juniors with a cold glare.
"Shit! That's Lee Minho!" Their eyes widen in horror, and then they bow down so low. "We're sorry! P-Please take our spot, we're not hungry anyway!"
"Tsk." He throws them a sideways scowl before looking at me. "You good?"
I nod at Minho and we finally head to the cashier smoothly. He orders and pays for the both of us. After that, he pulls me outside and we take the stairs back to the rooftop.
"That was scary."
"What was?"
"You know, cutting in line and bullying the juniors."
"They deserve it. They were the ones who kept messing up the queue, that's why it's so long. I'm just returning the favour... and they shouted at you."
"I'm fine, I just get really nervous around strangers."
"I know. You even avoided me for a week." He smirks.
I pout. "To be fair, you did look like a bad boy. I saw that side at the cafeteria today."
"Bad boy?" Minho cringes.
"It's true, but it's not so bad! You looked like a cool boss earlier." I giggle at his reaction and nudge his shoulder with mine. "If I become a bad girl, would we be friends by then?"
"You're hopeless." He shakes his head in defeat, chuckling a little. "Be a good girl first and then we'll see."
I open the door once we reach the last step.
"G'day mate! We're back-- oh, who is she?"