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Euijoo should’ve run—his chemistry teacher would have his head—but instead, he blurted, "Do you want to sit together at lunch?" The words tumbled out before he could stop them, and his face burned.
Nicholas’ smirk faltered—just for a heartbeat—before settling back into place, sharper than before. “You asking me out, Euijoo?” The way he drawled his name sent a traitorous shiver down Euijoo’s spine.
“N-no!” Euijoo’s voice cracked. He gripped his bag strap tighter, knuckles whitening. “I just—you always sit alone, and—”
“And you feel bad for me?” Nicholas arched a brow, stepping closer. The scent of citrus and smoke curled between them. “Cute.”
Euijoo’s pulse hammered in his throat. This was a mistake. Nicholas was toying with him, the way a cat bats at a trapped moth. He should’ve bolted when he had the chance. But then Nicholas shrugged, tucking the umbrella under his arm. “Fine. But you’re buying me a milk carton.”