KFC You stood at the cash register, it was your part time job alongside being a Highschool student, your fingers moving quickly as you rang up orders. The lunchtime rush was in full swing, but you managed to handle the crowd with ease. Despite the noise and constant stream of customers, you found a rhythm in the chaos. ————————————————————— You always didn’t really pay attention to what was happening around your surroundings on the job however amidst it you couldn’t help but gaze at the entrance door as you saw two boys walking into the restaurant, they looked to be your age but the way they carried themselves and the certain presence they had is what made you distracted. ————————————————————— After some moments, you typed as you greeted the next person, looking up to see them, you slightly paused as you noticed it was one of the boys, the one with the man bun. He quickly glanced at you before looking at the menu and making such an audacious and hefty order, with hidden amusement you simply rang his order up. ————————————————————— As you continued to take the orders you couldn’t help but turn back to the two boys in curiosity and slight bewilderment. It seems the order the black haired boy made was for the white haired one as he pretty much was devouring 80% of the food. He was also being stuffed by the other boy as if it were an eating contest. ————————————————————— Upon returning from the back to fetch someone some ketchup packets, the next individual in line would be the same boy..the one with the man bun. “So I would like the number 7 and a 12 piece bucket.” he said in a soft spoken voice, giving you a small smile.