❇ ⁞  mess hall

@ᴄ ⁞ joohyuk n 。 "i didnt.. i didnt realize..." woong trailed off, his cheeks most definitely flushed a deep pink by now, he was uncertain as to what had just happened. did he really just ask joohyuk to the prom, and did joohyuk actually say yes? the next words that came out of joohyuk's mouth confirmed just that, and woong sat up a little straighter, feeling a little less nervous. but only a little. "oh! i um... i was gonna wear blue? like a light blue, if thats okay? thank you. for-- saying yes..."

@ᴅ ⁞ woong j 。 "Yeah, Woong, I said yes." Joohyuk drained the contents of his glass and lifted his fork to eat the late scrap of meat from his plate. For a moment, it must have seemed as if he was wholly unaffected by the question the younger male asked of him. Truth be told? On the inside, he could feel his heart beat just a little bit quicker. He was glad to have been asked, before he had to be the one to do the asking, at least. But he just clucked his tongue against his teeth and gestured across the table at Woong. "I'll pick you up, then? If you tell me what you're wearing I'll see if I can get you a corsage, or something."

@ᴄ ⁞ joohyuk n 。 woong stayed silent for a moment. his cheeks flushed, a certain heat crept up into his face, and he knew he was embarrassed. all of that hesitance, the nervousness, and for nothing? dipping his head, he nodded just a little, a small, unsure smile on his lips before he finally brought himself to look back up to joohyuk. it had been an intense couple of weeks, some new feelings stirring within him, and it led him up to this moment. a moment he was fretting over for no reason. "i.. y-yeah... that was it. is that-- that... you said yes? like, you'll go? with me?"

@ᴅ ⁞ woong j 。 "I did tell you," he murmured. He drew his glass back between his hands, slowly passing it between either palm and watching the light from above as it glinted off the rim. Perhaps, if he just knew the right question to ask, he could figure out what was bothering his younger friend. All that rambling, the pauses, the questions upon questions, had to be for some reason. And then it arose at last. If any shock passed over Joohyuk's face at the question, the last few in all reality, it was imperceptible. He lifted his shoulders in a casual shrug, then nodded once. "Yeah, sure. Was that it?"

@ᴄ ⁞ joohyuk n 。 "gross... yeah, im not letting you get the salad anymore." woong groaned lightly, tsking softly in disgust for himself. humming softly, he looked at joohyuk, finally locking gazes before offering a small, unsure smile. he squirmed in his seat, fiddled with his fingers, but never once again touched his pizza. he couldnt stomach it, not when the words were right on the tip of his tongue. but now he couldnt get around it, not anymore. so finally, woong cleared his throat and looked up at joohyuk, still stumbling over his words, clearly a nervous wreck. in fact, every part of his sentence sounded like a question. "well, about that... i was-- i mean, i had someone? who i was gonna ask. i just-- i mean... do you wanna go? to prom? with me?"

@ᴅ ⁞ woong j 。 "It probably is. I bet they were cleaning out the refrigerator today." The disgust was plenty evident on Woong's face, and Joohyuk's amusement faded-- a little-- at witnessing the display. But he sat, patiently as before, waiting for Woong to get to his point. The young male still seemed nervous, and all the fits and starts when he spoke again didn't make it any clearer, or make him seem any less nervous. Joohyuk set his glass down and placed a hand on the table. "Oh? I mean I don't think you sound stupid. Do I get to know who you were planning on asking... or is that a secret?"

@ᴄ ⁞ joohyuk n 。 "really, really bad. like, it's old." woong laughed, shaking his head, immediately reaching for his glass to take a sip of his water. his face scrunched up in distaste, and he even needed to take a bite of his pizza to drown out the flavor. but then joohyuk sat back, and woong couldnt bring himself to look at him again. hesitating slightly, it took a second for woong do do anything, poking at his pizza, nibbling on his lower lip. "well, about that. well, no one's asked me. but i was-- i was gonna ask someone. i just-- wasnt sure. i-i dunno... god, i sound stupid..."

@ᴅ ⁞ woong j 。 "Mmh... how's the salad?" Joohyuk's smile grew lopsided and he once more waved at the younger male with his forked, somewhat self-satisfied. Granted, there was no malice to the gesture. That was especially true when Woong only seemed to grow more uncomfortable in front of him. He set down his utensils in favor of his glass and sat back a little to drink, head tipped slightly back before he swallowed down a gulp of water. With the topic of prom seemingly at the forefront of conversation, Joohyuk just shrugged once more. "Nah, no one's asked me. And I haven't asked anyone else, either. Haven't decided whether I'm going or not, either. What about you?'

@ᴄ ⁞ joohyuk n 。 "and some greens." with a little chirp, woong reached over to joohyuk's plate to pluck the rejected greens from the plate and pop them in his mouth, smiling softly and chewing on the greens before swallowing. mumbling something about joohyuk being right, about the salad being far less than appetizing, woong adjusted how he was sitting in his chair, then only just poking at the pizza on his plate. joohyuk's nonchalance over prom had him hesitant. so instead of blatantly asking, he decided to beat around the bush. "well, do you... maybe... okay, well, i mean.... has anyone asked you? or, have you asked anyone? are you going, i mean?"

@ᴅ ⁞ woong j 。 "Yeah... one whole slice of the pizza." Half-picked over salad sits neglected on Joohyuk's plate as he glances at Woong between bites of meat. If only he had a more useful ability, perhaps he could have coaxed-- or coerced-- a proper answer out of the younger male. The mention of prom just earned a shrug from him. After all, it couldn't really be the thought of prom which had anyone that nervous. Could it? "Yeah? I mean I saw the flyers up like everybody else. Why, what's up?"

@ᴄ ⁞ joohyuk n 。 "i have the pizza." woong spoke simply, blinking a few times while lifting the piece of pizza to wave it in joohyuk's direction. he pursed his lips, then puffed his cheeks with a little pout, honestly coming up with nothing on how to get the thoughts out of his mind and into a coherent sentence. but the question had him hesitant, laughing softly as he shook his head, glancing away. "well, i-it's nothing, really. i mean, well, i just-- you just... you know that prom's happening? right?" stumbling over his words, woong glanced back to joohyuk, still hesitant to meet his gaze.

@ᴅ ⁞ woong j 。 "You should still get nutrition, y'know." Each little tic of Woong's expression made Joohyuk lift a brow just a little further. Clearly, something was going on. But even asking didn't make it any more obvious just what it was. Rather than try to grill the younger for information, he speared another forkful of salad and ate, mulling over the answer he was given... if it could be called that. "What are you thinking about?"

@ᴄ ⁞ joohyuk n 。 "see? then i dont need to get all of that nutrition or whatever." scrunching his nose slightly, woong stuck his tongue out, rolling his eyes a little. was he coming off normal enough? was it obvious how anxious he was? he nibbled more on the pizza, trying to figure out how to ask what was on his mind, but joohyuk's question had his eyes widening once more, looking over to him. "huh? oh... uh... i mean, it's nothing. really. just thinking. and stuff."

@ᴅ ⁞ woong j 。 "Trust me, I don't plan on giving myself anymore bruises today." Joohyuk was nonchalant about the whole affair as he fed himself another bite of his food. Something, however, about Woong's disposition caught him off guard. He knew the younger man had been acting at least a little nervous today, but he wasn't certain for the reason. As he ate another bite, he gestured toward Woong with his fork. "Alright, I'll take that one on myself. Now... when are you going to tell me what's up?"

@ᴄ ⁞ joohyuk n 。 "well... unless you wanted to practice with me, i didnt really plan on practicing today. i was just... just gonna do stuff, with you. if you wanted!" almost backtracking on his words, woong's eyes went wide once more before sitting up a little more straight. snorting softly at joohyuk's words, he shook his head, tsking softly under his breath before reaching for his pizza, taking a small nibble off the bottom corner. "you're the one who got the salad after tell me to go find a seat. that one's on you."

@ᴅ ⁞ woong j 。 "I just want to make sure you don't end up losing your strength because you're not feeding yourself." Joohyuk had seen firsthand how taxing the younger's power could be, and the last thing he wanted was for Woong to faint in the midst of practicing his abilities. He withdrew his fork and speared a bit of the salad, pushing it past his lips and chewing. With his mouth half-full still, he wadded the partially chewed food against the inside of his cheek and spoke up. "You're not wrong. Next time, don't let me get it."

@ᴄ ⁞ joohyuk n 。 "well-- i... i wasnt that hungry..." that one wasnt a lie. he really wasnt, but it wasnt because he wasnt hungry. instead, it was because his nerves had him on edge. with another short laugh, woong took another drink, trying to swallow the feeling in hopes of getting somewhere. but then joohyuk reached across to offer a piece of meat, and with flushed cheeks he leaned in to take that bite. chewing slowly, and nodding a little, woong held up a thumb and smiled. "its good! probably better than that salad."

@ᴅ ⁞ woong j 。 "You sure? Not much there." Joohyuk reached for his utensils and sliced through the meat on his plate, cutting up bite sized pieces to eat. He hummed quietly in response and speared a piece to bring to his lips, taking a taste of it first. Rather than compliment it aloud, at least at first, he picked up another piece on the ends of the tines of the plastic fork and offered it across the table to Woong. "It's pretty good. Here, have a taste and see if you like it."

@ᴄ ⁞ joohyuk n 。 "huh? oh, yeah, i got everything!" startled when he come back, woong jumped a little in his seat, trying to act nonchalant but in the process almost knocking over his own glass of water. with a short laugh, his cheeks flushing, he took a sip from the glass, eyes wide as he looked over to joohyuk. glancing down to the other's plate, and then to his own, woong hesitated, realizing just how little he was eating in comparison. but instead of dwelling on it, he took a deep breath and gestured to joohyuk's plate. "you'll have to tell me if the meat is any good."

@ᴅ ⁞ woong j 。 "Thanks, Woong." Letting the younger bounce off to claim their spots, Joohyuk finished his lunch off with a small heap of greens, something that would have been a better compliment to his meal if it didn't look day old and wilted. With drink in hand, and a clean fork on his plate, he crossed the mess hall toward the usual table. He placed his plate and drink on the table with a soft clink of the surfaces meeting before he slid into the seat himself and look over at Woong, head slightly tilted. "What's up? Did you get everything you wanted?"

@ᴄ ⁞ joohyuk n 。 "huh? oh! yeah, you'll find me. i'll grab our usual spot." with a little bounce in his step, woong nodded a little before turning on his heel to head off in the direction of their usual table. it had become something between the two, and there was no way he'd pass it up. so once he got to the table, he slid into a seat, taking a deep breath. he needed to be able to ask, but first he needed to have the guts to even bring it up. closing his eyes. woong tried to calm himself, mumbling quietly. "you can do this. it's not that hard."

@ᴅ ⁞ woong j 。 As they made a circuit around the mess hall, Joohyuk picking and choosing from the offerings while casting glances at Woong's own plate, the older was unaware that anything was all that different in the younger. Well, at least he had the decency not to ask the smaller seemed so anxious. After all, everyone was allowed a little privacy. As the taller of the two added a second portion of protein to his plate, he cast a glance to Woong at his side and gave him a small nudge with his arm. "I'll be fine with what I've got. Why don't we go pick a table?"

@ᴄ ⁞ joohyuk n 。 with a piece of pizza on his plate, woong's fingers curled around the plate to stop the trembling in his fingers, feeling on edge while he and joohyuk walked along the food lines to gather their lunch. he couldnt bring myself to get much more, but he wanted to walk with the taller man anyway, casting a smile up at him while giving his side a nudge, urging him toward the food itself. "get some more! just 'cause im not eating much doesnt mean you shouldnt. besides, you like this stuff, right?" it was all he could bring himself to say, trying not to feel so nervous.

@○ ⁞ wonwoo j 。 the girl looks up just in time the boy meets her gaze. "wonwoo?" she says, her eyes widening in recognition. what - why - how is he here? "you have special skills too? i -" she means to ask but the line suddenly makes a move. instead, nene pushes the boy forward with both her hands, suddenly acting familiarly with him.

@○ ⁞ nene 。 wonwoo groans at the line in front of him, having seen today's menu using his vision even before he enters the mess hall. they're serving chicken nuggets today, and he hasn't had them in over a decade as the orphanage he was in practically banned everyone above the age of twelve from eating them, arguing that they're on their way to becoming adults already, and nuggets are for kids. he watches the stock deplete at a painfully quick rate and internally laments over it. his sorrow is then interrupted by someone bumping against his back, and his vision reverts back just in time before he accidentally goes blind. he looks back and sees a rather familiar face, but dismisses it as someone he had walked past every now and then. "don't worry about it." his response is curt, but he offers a polite smile, albeit barely noticeable.

@○ ⁞ junmyeon k 。 Jeonghan wonders if this student has never seen a quirk similar to his in a way. Telekinesis is the quirk that is most similar to what he has, but not quite. He purses his lips. "Kim Junmyeon, was it?" Jeonghan says, and this time he takes the piece of pancake into his lips, munching on it quietly. "Has no one ever told you that it's rather rude to stare?" he says, though his tone lacks the bite his statement is supposed to have. "Have you never seen someone with telekinesis before?"

@○ ⁞ wonwoo j 。 nene is famished. she immediately heads into the mess hall after the bell rings, walking ahead out of everyone (and failing). the line is disappointingly long when she gets there and a sigh leaves her lips. her eyes, however, widen when some rambunctious students come rushing in, effectively pushing her forward, her face pressing against the back of the boy in front of him. she must comment that it seems sturdy, however. "ow," she groans, rubbing her nose. her eyes fleetingly stare up, then. "i'm sorry though! these kids, you see - "

@ᴀ ⁞ jeonghan y 。 Lifting one hand, he points at the invisible vectors, completely dumb-founded and in awe. Taking a hesitant step forward, he leaned down, tilting his head as he attempted to examine the floating objects with no luck. Of all the powers he had seen, this had to be the most curious. Even though he had studied all sorts of powers pertaining to tricks of the light, as it had a correlation to his own power, this one had to be the most convincing. However, despite it studying, he could not decipher how there were so many actions being done at once. "Sorry I- where are my manners?" He cleared his throat, and met the student's gaze, standing up fully. "Kim Junmyeon at your service. Forgive me. I'm just confused by...." He never finished the sentence and punctuated it with a simple gesture towards Jeonghan's general direction.

@○ ⁞ youngjae s 。 he had enough. there he stood in a fit of rage, a fistful of some idiot's shirt collar in his hand, shoving said idiot against the walls of the now silent mess hall. he didn't even know his name, he didn't care enough to remember it. jinyoung was fine just moments ago, in his defense, he was just minding his own business. but then someone just had to start taunting him, calling him names for their own enjoyment. he was fine until that point, but then they just had push his shoulder. that must have been what set him off. that moment when the pressure cooker started whistling in his head. that was when his attitude completely changed, eyes darkening as heat built up on the skin of his ears. when he shoves the student (harshly) against the wall, the cafeteria quiets down.

"don't. ing. touch. me." all but growling at the rude fellow, his other hand balls up into a fist, ready to strike at a moments notice. he sees phone cameras out, but he couldn't bring himself to care. rage had built up inside of him. burning like a wildfire that's impossible to quell.

@○ ⁞ junmyeon k 。 Jeonghan thinks he wouldn't be interrupted — not when there's supposed to be other things that the students would be doing at this time (not that he isn't a student himself, but he hasn't cared for the classes since... years ago). But when someone comes into the hall, Jeonghan senses the other's presence even before the stranger speaks. He's just about to bite onto the pancake that's near his mouth when the other student speaks, and Jeonghan can't help the look he shoots the other at the interruption of his beloved meal. But his face is quick to become blank, as he meets the other student's eyes. "You what? Who are you?" he asks, head tilted a little to the side. His vectors continue moving however, seemingly unaware of how it's unnerving the other student.