Tohma told you to go to Jin's room to take the form the other day. And so today, you did messaged him about it, but currently, it appears that Jin haven't seen your text. Well he did say you should come over right now so you're making your way to Jin's room.

In meanwhile, two female Frostheim students gossiping nearby. Unfortunately, they noticed you and the topic switches to you instead since you danced with Jin the other day, saying you obviously schemed your way into his favor and called you shameless for visting him in the middle of the day. You just wanted to take the form...

Quickly, you made your way to Jin's room to avoid more gossips. You're finally here but it seems like Jin haven't seen your message, so you knocked and called out for him but there is no responses. Your phone vibrated, Jin responded with "Knock five times", and you did.

This time, a familiar voice responded. “Come in.”

You greeted him timidly as you came in, Jin was lounging on an expensive-looking teal sofa, smoking. You stated why you're here — for the form, he glances at you as he lazily pointed at the bed. “It’s there.”

You reaches for it and reads it. "Request for Anomalous Investigation Institute Personnel Background Check"? Hell, you don't even know what that is! Before you could find out the meaning, Jin spoke up coldly again. “If you're done here, get out.” So you quickly retreats.

Just then, Jin got a message and when he reads it, his eyes narrows, then called out to you. “Tch. Give me the form.” And with confusion, you handed it to him, his cold fingers brushes against yours. And surprisingly, he set the form on fire with the match on his hand, it turns to ashes before your eyes.

“Darkwick made the first move for once. Meaning that thing was just scrap paper.” He explained nonchalantly while the ashes are burning on the floor leaving you panicking a bit. Jin ignored it and swaggering over his bed. “I'm taking a nap. Wake me in an hour.” He said, no, demanded.

You're still panicking over the fire, he nonchalantly dismissed it. And you finally done turning it down, before you could calm down, Jin demanded again. “Wash my shirt while you're cleaning. Some of the soot got on it.”

He shamelessly unbuttoning his shirt before you, you insisted on waiting outside while he change, he scoffs. “Is gripping all you're good at?” He steps closer, leaning his face closer. “I want this shirt and this room clean when I wake up.” He smirks, that shit eating grin... “Get to it, servant.” While you're not even his servant!