Summary: Yuuri is a sophomore known in his school as the nerd who was caught dancing alone in his classroom, and the student who managed to catch the eye of a certain famous silver-haired senior. (AU where Viktor gets to see Yuuri without glasses for the first time, and falls head over heels.)

"Yuuri!" Pichit called out to the lump on the bed, the said person underneath the sheets. A muffled reply was heard. Pichit couldn't help but giggle. And, taking out his phone, took a picture of his friend's predicament and posted it on his Instagram account.

Pichit: Absolutely adorable, Yuuri! #HisGlassesAreMissing #Blind #OhNo

Trying—and failing—to convince his Asian friend to get up, his attempts were soon interrupted by his phone beeping, a sign that he got a notification. And, as the social media fanatic he was, stopped his advances on the other male and immediately reached out for his phone. What he saw made him squeal, which surprised Yuuri, who was now peeking out from his blanket and was curious.

Viktor: Aww, poor piggy. Yuuri, let's get you a new pair!

Pichit suddenly turned, overcome by his excitement, and pulled the blanket from the now cowering male on his bed. "Yuuri! You win't believe what Viktor just commented on my post!" Pichit straddled the other male, prying the other's hands away from his face and pining them above his head, practically shoving his phone to the male's face. The Asian male whimpered, wincing at the brightly-lit screen of his friend's phone.

And that was how their other friend, Guang ho, found them.

Head turned down, food tray held tightly to his chest, Yuuri Katsuki passed by the many tables full of students in the cafeteria, stopping by one. Without saying anything, two of the students who occupied the table moved, giving him just enough space to sit, which he did.

"-unbelievably flexible, too!"

"Have you seen this video-"

"Damn!" Sinking down on his seat, Yuuri groaned. Damn, indeed. Stupid him. Stupid person who uploaded the video. Stupid life. The person in front of him, Yuri—or Yurio, as everyone dubbed him—, laughed. "I still can't get over that video of you dancing, katsudon. I mean, I didn't know you even danced!" He guffawed.

Another male, a senior named Otabek, shook his head at the blonde's antics. "Yuuri-san, any news on the person who uploaded the video?" Yuuri shook his head, banging his head on the table.

Pichit patted him on the back, "Cheer up, Yuuri! You were amazing!" Yuuri groaned again. "That doesn't really help, Pichit."

A sudden hand on his shoulder had the Thai male turning around, surprised to see that it was a senior. Christopher, if he recalls correctly. "Pichit, was it? Just wanted to wish you goodluck on your relationship." The blonde-haired senior winked, glancing at Yuuri and back to him.

Looking at his friends on the table for help and noticing that they were as clueless as he was, he tilted his head and asked, "Relationship?" The senior smiled, a seductive smile if he were to describe it. "Oh, was it a secret? Well, your friend over there," He pointed at Guang Ho, "Posted a very interesting photo of your very interesting relationship." And that was how their day went on, with people congratulating both Thai and Asian males for their relationship, with Guang ho looking sheepish through it all.