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It was finally lunch time, easing Yeorin's troubled mind.

After Gyujin's outburst in class, Yeorin was noticeably quiet but she still followed him everywhere.

It's not like she was scared or anything, she was just more drowned in her own thoughts. She was so amazed by his courage to stand up for himself, she was replaying what had happened in her mind over and over, basically drooling at Gyujin.

It was undeniable she was very attractive and that she was more than attracted to him, physically and mentally too. He earned her trust, fair and square just by being there for her when she needed someone's shoulder to cry on.

He listened her rant about Nayeon, he comforted her when she was hurt, he calmed her down when she was crying.

He was worthy of her trust and love.

She was walking over to him in the cafeteria, a tray in her hand as she waddled over to Gyujin, carefully not to drop her lunch.

Gyujin was sitting by himself at the table, picking on his food.

She was hesitant to walk over at him, thinking he was still agitated by Seongjun, but kept approaching his table with small, timid steps.

"Can I....." She whispered as she was standing in front of him, gathering his attention. "Can I sit with you?"

Gyujin instantly smiled at his girlfriend, he thought she was cute, standing there with a blush covering her cheeks.

"Of course." He smiled and patted the seat beside him as an invitation for her to sit.

She gave her a small, relieved grin and plopped down next to him. She lifted up her chopsticks and began to much on her meal.

Gyujin watched with adoration as she ate silently, before sneakily placing a small amount of beef on her tray, wanting her to eat more meat to increase her energy.

Yeorin caught him red handed, and gently nudged his shoulders with hers, teasing him for his sweet action of carrying.

"Thank you, but won't you need it?" She asked quietly.

Looking over at her smaller figure, Gyujin just shook his head dismissively.

"You need it more than me." He replied softly, placing a small amount of rice into his mouth.

"Why?" She asked, not knowing why he was treating her like a princess.

"You need energy after yesterday." He smirked at her, loving how easily she became shy.

She blushed heavily, tucking a loose hair behind her ear. He chuckled, and nudged her back with his shoulder teasingly.

"There's this cute thing you do when you're embarrassed, you crunch your nose up. It's adorable." Gyujin teased her, chuckling when he caught her doing it again.

"I don't do that." She denied it quietly, yet she kept doing it.

"You're doing it now." He pointed out.

"No, I don't." She shook her head, trying her best not to crunch up her nose.

However, she couldn't help but feel more embarrassed by how he pointed it out, and did it again uncontrollably, making the boy laugh out.

"Don't stop it. It's cute." He said, smiling tenderly at the girl he grew to love.

Yeorin smiled, liking how his mood improved by her odd little habit. What she thought was annoying and weird habit, turned out to be one of his favourite things she does.

Unfortunately for the couple, their peaceful moment very quickly turned sour the second Seongjun and his goons made an appearance, disturbing their lunch break again.

And just as they did before, one guy dumped his whole tray, filled with food, all over Gyujin.

Yeorin felt her body tense as Seongjun sat right beside her, flinging a lazy arm around her shoulder.

"Hey!"

"Oh man."

"Why's the floor so slippery?" The guy jeered.

Gyujin sat motionlessly, feeling anger building up in his chest as Yeorin squeezed his hand tightly under the table, terrified of what they would do to them.

"Sorry to disturb your meal." Someone snickered.

"What are you looking at, fucker?"

"Hey, hidden cam perv." Seongjun leaned over Yeorin to whisper into Gyujin's ear. "Your life is about to go to shit. Just wait and see."

Gyujin turned his head to look at him, only for his death glare to darken when he saw how tightly Seongjun was holding Yeorin.

Her small hands shook in his, which only confirmed his worries.

He stood up without a word, staring down at Seongjun murderously. Seongjun was oblivious to the dark thoughts in the younger one's head, he too stood, showing his nonexistent dominance, trying to intimidate the shorted boy.

Yeorin's hand never lest his, she only gripped into him for support and comfort.

Suddenly a teaches appeared out of the blue, his loud voice echoing through the silent cafeteria, as everyone was watching the commotion, like a freshly made K-drama.

"Hey! Stop what you are doing!" The teacher ran over to the group, only to see Gyujin with his hair full of food, and Yeorin, who was shaking, like a leaf on a windy day.

"What's going on here?" The teacher asked.

"Well, sir, the floor was so slippery." The same guy used his lame, unbelievable story to convince the older man, but he just brushed him off.

"You should be careful. Look at this mess. Are you okay?" The man asked Gyujin, who just rolled his eyes at the stupid question.

"Do I look okay to you?" He asked blankly, tired of this nonsense.

As much as Yeorin liked how brave and confident he sounded, he was still talking with a teacher, who held more power in this situation than any of them. She just ducked her head down, clutching her boyfriend's hand.

"What's with that attitude? I was just worried, so-" Gyujin didn't wait around to listen to the teachers excuse.

He simply took his tray and helped Yeorin up from the table. Ignoring the shock filled eyes following them, Gyujin lead her to the trash bins.

Out of anger and frustration, Gyujin lead threw his spoon down the table, emptied his tray and rather aggressively slammed the tray on the table, making it let out a loud bang.

"Hey, Park Gyujin! What do you think you're doing? Get back here!" They ignored the teacher's pathetic attempt to finally try and make their bullying right.

Yeorin watched silently as her boyfriend raged, rightfully if you ask her, and placed her tray on the table more delicately before running after Gyujin.