Dorm life was supposed to be fun.

Late-night ramen, gaming, tournaments, fighting over who stole the last piece of fried chicken — typical chaos. But ever since the group debut, the tension between you and your ex Han was practically visible. Like a dark cloud hovering over the dorm. And the members? They were starting to notice.

“Did you seriously just move my hoodie again?” Han snapped from across the room.

You didn’t even look up. “Maybe I did. Put it somewhere normal next time.”

“Maybe mind your business next time.”

“Maybe shut up next time—”

"Okay, what is going on with you two?" Chan finally asked, arms crossed as the tension in the living room hits another breaking point.

"Seriously," Seungmin deadpans, staring at the two of you from the couch. "You fight more than a married couple."

Felix peeks up from his phone, eyebrows raised. “But then you guys do that weird eye contact thing like you're in a drama."

Han scoffs. "Nothing's going on. They're just annoying."