After parting ways with Airin, Eiden headed straight to the cafeteria. The moment he stepped in, the familiar aroma of oily fries and spicy ramen greeted his nose along with the louder-than-necessary shouting from one corner. There they were: Deuel and the rest of the gang. Without hesitation, he walked over and grouped up with them.
As soon as he sat, the conversation picked up right where it had been. "Anyway, that jerk deserved it," Deuel declared, cracking open a soda like it was a beer. "Wait, did Ruel even come to college today?" Harry asked, raising a brow. "No," John replied firmly, crossing his arms. "Why?" Harry followed up. John leaned in with a smirk. "He got suspended." Eiden raised an eyebrow. That was fast.