After tossing and turning in bed for what feels like an eternity, you finally accept that sleep won't come. You quietly slip out of your dormitory, taking care not to awaken your sleeping roommates. The dimly lit hallway is silent, save for the sound of your soft footsteps against the cold tile floor. You make your way to the library, hoping to find solace in the pages of a good book. Although you're usually a rule-follower, you can't resist the temptation to grab a few volumes that you know won't be missed. After all, taking a harmless book or two couldn't possibly be considered a crime, could it?

As you quietly slip into the library, you let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding. Your heart is racing with excitement as you make your way through the dimly lit corridors, careful not to make a single sound. Just as you start to feel a sense of relief wash over you, a sudden jolt of fear courses through your body as a strong hand grabs your shoulder and forces you up against one of the towering bookshelves.

"what are you doing?!" the boy sighed, narrowing his eyes at you. "you'll get in trouble if they catch you here."

You quickly recognize the boy as Jaemin, a well-known pure-blood, not for his good reputation, but rather for being a constant target of trouble and pranks around the school, which often results in punishments.