Commotion in the cafeteria [Open]

[Im Yong Soo]

Yong-Soo was going through a bit of withdrawal, although not from something common and expected like drugs or cigarettes. No, he was going through what he now calls, ‘groping withdrawal’, from the lack of groping he had been able to do ever since he came to this academy. It was nothing serious, just a little fun nickname he came up with to make a joke out of it. The last time he had been able to grope someone, he had been thrown on the floor by Ivan, whom he had groped, and had been warned that he might end up dead if he did it to the wrong person. Taking into consideration Ivan’s warning, Yong-Soo decided that it would be worth it to have a chance to be able to get what he had been craving for the past while.

“After all, if anything goes wrong, I can just play it off like I did with Ivan~!” he thought to himself, “Plus, breasts were invented in Korea, the idea of them anyway, what’s wrong with wanting a little feel, da-ze~?”

Yong-Soo walked absent-mindedly, wandering in the vague direction of the cafeteria where there were bound to be plenty of people with grope-able breasts. He wondered as he walked if he’d find someone in the halls, it would definitely save him the trouble of having to grope someone in the cafeteria and causing a commotion. He sighed as he got closer and closer to the cafeteria, resigning himself to the fact that he’ll have to cause a scene, distracting himself with thoughts of who would be his target today.

[Arthur Kirkland]

Arthur casually walked through the hallway, he was going towards the crowd of rowdy teenagers that where going to lunch. He pushed past them dodging and weaving through out the crowd. He had decided to skip lunch due to a test he had in one of his afternoon classes to study for. His stomach growled, Arthur blushed a bit and clutched it as he rushed down the hall looking down at his shiny sleek black shoes.

He rushed past a group of loud kids and one pushed him into the wall. He slipped and fell on to the floor scuffing his shoes "Bloody hell..." He growled as he stood and brushed himself off. He sighed not many people liked him due to his sarcastic and jerky nature.

He looked over and saw a Korean boy who he recognized just barely from some of the classes he took with him. He stood their looking eager for some reason. The kid had a reputation for groping people, so Arthur knew thats why he looked so excited because he was going to grope some poor helpless girl.

Arthur stood there and looked at his scuffed shoes he was going to have to buff the hell out of them later when he went to study in his dorm. He pushed some of his blonde hair back and and frowned at the Korean "Some people have no decency" He said out loud then looked around to see of anyone heard.

[Im Yong Soo]

Yong-Soo frowned when he heard that, he had the habit of thinking that every time someone said something in public, it was about him. Granted, this time it was actually about him, but he didn’t know that, and he turned on the spot, spotting an angry blond boy with bushy eyebrows frowning at him. Walking over, he waved at him, recognizing him from some of his classes, and remembering from somewhere that they were going to be roommates. It’d be a good idea to get to know him now, see if he could get on good terms with him and see if he’d be willing to be groped, he still hasn’t found anyone would be willing, something that confused him greatly.

“Hiya! Who are you talking about, da-ze?” He asked innocently, grinning his little heart out, hoping to make a new friend, all thoughts of groping gone from his mind. “Sorry about eavesdropping, but you’re pretty loud, da-ze! Oh, and your shoes are messy, by the way!” He said in his machine-gun speed voice, getting easily distracted like always. He tilted his head to the side slightly as he took in the boy’s appearance, holding back a laugh at his enormous eyebrows that matched his hair, something that was rare in his home country, therefore naturally hilarious. “My name’s Yong-Soo by the way, what’s yours?” He asked, finally remembering that introductions were a tiny bit important.

[Arthur Kirkland]

Arthur watched as he saw the boy in traditional clothing come walking towards him. That's when he got a good look he knew he was going to have to room with him which worried the Brit even more due to the Asians history of awkwardly groping with or without permission. He gulped he had done it now not even in school for a full day and he was already going to get ringed out. He looked his expression of anger was now gone and it was more of a mix of curiosity and worry.

He frowned as he listened to the boy ramble on talking about his flaws. He kept opening his mouth to speak but couldn't fit a word in. Arthur let out a great sigh "Well I certainly wasn't talking about you. Because you know it is completely fine to go around and violate people by inappropriately touching people." He said sarcastically "Someone knocked me down which then caused me to scuff my shoes." He continued on.

Arthur looked up at the boys face it looked as though the boy was going to laugh at him. He frowned and narrowed his eyes. "My name's Arthur... Arthur Kirkland" He said softly and tugged at the sleeves of his coat "It's a pleasure to meet you." He finished

[Im Yong Soo]

“Ahh, ok then; I was just worried for a second, people always talk about me and I don’t really like that, da-ze~!” He said cheerfully, completely oblivious at the other boy’s obvious use of sarcasm. “And that’s not good, you should go wash them!” He happily suggested the blatantly obvious thing he could do, under the impression that the boy had not thought of that himself and that he was helping instead of sounding just like a child. “Nice to meet you too Arthur, we’re going to be good friends, da-ze!” He continued on, grinning, reaching out with one hand, offering a handshake as was custom back home.

It was only now that he noticed Arthur’s changing facial expressions, from one to another to another in a relatively short amount of time, something that worried even completely the clueless self he was. His eyebrows scrunched together as he squinted, trying to place what exactly seemed to be wrong, why he went from looking sick to seemingly disinterested, confused as he was for the most part horrible with emotions and ‘reading the mood’.

“Hey, are you feeling okay? You don’t look so good, da-ze, you look like you’re going to be sick!” He said, a little less cheerful than before but the change so small, unnoticeable to anyone other than him.

[Arthur Kirkland]

Arthur sighed and face palmed then looked through his fingers at Soo he frowned looking down at his shoes "I am going to wash them... Buff them to be more specific." He said. Then looked up seeing the boy staring at him. "What?" he asked then heard him ask if Arthur was OK "Uhm... Yes i am doing fairly well why?" He asked the Easterner.

Arthur noticed how child like Soo seemed to be he talked like one, acted like one, and had the attention span of one "So... Why do you like violating people. "Arthur asked hesitating dreading the answer to come. He tucked his tie back into his coat and looked down again getting ready for a really mind violating answer.

He frowned him being British is really awkward with affection maybe Easterners are different. That Japanese fellow he vaguely knew wasnt like this at all. Arthur sighed 'Some people are so odd' he thought to himself. He looked up and saw Flying Mint Bunny and grinned and waved at it. Of course this probably made him look insane. Flying Mint Bunny smiled and waved back using its tiny arms then flew away to some unknown destination.

[Im Yong Soo]

“Ahh, ok, sounds good! And oh no reason, you just looked like you were going to be sick is all!” He said, cheerfully answer Arthur’s question. “And what do you mean by violating people, da-ze, I don’t violate people!” He said indignantly, not consider his claim of breasts to be violating in the least, crossing his arms and puffing out a stubborn breath. “If you’re talking about how I grope people, that’s just me claiming them as rightfully mine, da-ze, nothing wrong with that~!” He said cheerfully again, starting to grin again happily, slightly holding himself back to sizing up Arthur’s breasts, to see if it was worth trying to claim them as his.

In the midst of pondering whether grabbing onto this new acquaintance was worth it or not, his attention quickly floated onto his latest game he had played in StarCraft, remembering hearing someone that sounded similar to this boy’s voice, albeit a lot louder and less refined. Maybe they’re brothers, he thought happily, a silly grin on his face, making a mental note to ask about that later.

His thoughts were interrupted as noticed Arthur waving at something above them, and his eyes naturally drifted towards the roof, following his line of sight. Seeing nothing, he curiously tilted his head to the side and scrunched up his eyes questioningly, and asked, “What were you waving at, da-ze?” He asked, confused but intrigued at what he had seen.

[Arthur Kirkland]

Arthur frowned when he listened to Soo talk about he thought groping was a way to claim things that where rightfully his. His eyes narrowed "Why do you think that by groping you will claim whats yours?" He asked and frowned "Obviously it is theirs because it is on their bodies." He said and crossed his arms over his chest.

Then he watched the boy go into deep thought and kind of space out which seemed to happen a lot to the asian he frowned at the boy "Don't question me!" He said when the kid asked about his friends whom only he could see "I'm not crazy!" He said and the reached out his arm and pointed at Soo "So... So mind your own business you bloody git!" He huffed and crossed his arms over his chest.

It was a couple minutes before Arthur realized that the Asian probably already thinks he is crazy he took his palm and put it on his forehead making a soft slapping noise. "Damn it." He muttered and ran a hand through his already messy blonde hair. He pondered whether or not he should apologize for exploding. Finally he decided against it and continued to have his angry expression.