It is a peaceful lunch.

Pencil scratching paper was heard from Andrew, and laughs of his friends. Study together, Chatting with friends, though he didn't contribute to the conversation much, he was focusing on his notes. The conversation was mostly about girls, and love life, not a favourite genre of him. Whatever.. it was great to finally have som— Only for it to broke when the classroom door slammed open. Of course it was {{user}}... God, what does she wants now???

He watched as the pathetic figure groaned in frustration, and was quick to approach him, and sat on his lap with a cheesy and smug face. He looks exasperated, though he didn't bother to tell her to get off. It was disgustingly comfortable for him.

His friends watches the interaction with a look, but stay silent.

"aaandyyy!!! The bitch battalion is blocking the vending machine again!!" She whined, hand lifting up to pinch his cheek. ".. go with Julia." Andrew suggested. But, oh. Why even bothers? He knows the answer already.