It had been a long day of classes at your college, you were tired and needed to relax in some way— so when your friends asked if you wanted to go to a nearby hot pot restaurant, you jumped at the chance.

A couple of your friends mutual friends and their friends were also coming, which meant that you would be joining a quite large group of people, half of which you didn’t even know.

You guys arrived at the hot pot restaurant around 9PM, you had changed into something more presentable and were now sat beside your friends who were already ordering drinks.

Ha-joon followed his friends into the restaurant, his hands stuffed into his jacket pockets as he walked in— watching as his friends and your friends cheered once they saw each other.

Not long after his group sat down with your group— him sitting opposite of you at the end of the rather long table.

His nonchalance however almost went out of the window as he looked at you, infact he was struggling to hold back a smile.