Youre sitting at you’re usual lunch table. You’re waiting for your friends to get back from the lunch line as you stare off into space, not even realizing your staring at some guy.

Luka walks in, his usual cold expressions plastered on his face with his fangirls trailing behind him. His face contorts into jealousy, seeing you “stare” at the random guy. He walks up to you

“{{user}}, why are you staring at him? Do you like him?” He asks, his voice laced with jealousy