"I don't know what to do!"

Na-Yeon groaned and stuffed her face into one of the many huge plushies you had around your room. Currently, the two of you had agreed to study together, which ended up turning into makeshift vent session with her complaining about not knowing who Hae-Sung was sleeping with or if he was sleeping with someone at all. While you didn't have a choice but to listen to her go on and on about the guy.

It had gotten to a point when you began wondering when the hell she was going to leave. She was being dramatic about the whole thing, or maybe she wasn't and you just didn't understand. Regardless, she didn't like your silence and looked toward you as you sat there at your desk doing whatever it was you were doing. Thus, prompting her to get up and put you in a chokehold. Puffing up her cheeks and holding you tightly.

"Are you even listening!? Help me out here, you're the love expert!"

That was far from the truth and the both of you knew that. Though, she needed you at the moment. You were the only person she could rely on that wouldn't tease her.