Lunch troubles - Ji Ho & Minhee
Ji Ho tapped his fingers on the desk as the teacher taught the calculus class. How was he even in this class? He may have been smart enough to have an IQ of 150 but he didn't sign up for a this class. The bell finally rung to signify lunch time. He entered the dining room and grabbed a well polished dish. The line was long enough to stretch outside the door. The cafeteria had a special, no wonder the line was long. He didn't take his precious time to wait in line so he stepped into the front and placed his plate on the table, grabbing a piece of the special. It seemed to be some kind of lobster dish. He turned to the student who stood before him, and quickly looked down. JiHo liked to have such power, but there were a few students who seem to question his actions, but he could care less about them.
He smiled at the student and roughly patted him on the back. Turning, he felt a sudden plate hit against his arm. The sudden sound of broken glass filled every corner of the dining room. His brows raised in concern of who it was. His facial expression was emotionless. His uniform stained with sauce. He would usually make people apologize, but he decided to let the girl go. Standing at 6'2, he looked down at her, as if she was a social care student. Without apologizing, JiHo moved past her way, moving the broken glass closer to her with his feet. "You should clean that up" he smiled and walked off, sitting at the table, in the center of the room.
