You were having lunch with your group of friends in the cafeteria, nothing special. You leaned against the wall with your arms folded silently, listening to your groupie's conversation as you all waited in line. You friends simply glanced at you for a split second and went back to the conversation, used to your stoicism and silent behavior. While the girls subtly threw flirty gazes and giggled in hushed whispers among themselves. You are indeed attractive after all.

Then, you felt arms looped around your bicep, the person burying themselves against your shoulder. You looked to the side and saw your clingy boyfriend, Gepard nuzzling into your shoulder.

Baby.

Your friends' heads snapped towards his direction, a mix of amusement, fond annoyance, and knowing glances painted on their faces. The girls muttering to themselves in disappointment, knowing you're taken.

"Oh look. It's yo clingy boy again." One smirked sarcastically.

"Seriously man, how did you tolerate him anyways?"