"blasting music till dawn, huh?" despite not talking to each other often, sae-byeok grumbling at you was predictable—who you know as your neighbor is also your classmate after all.

the tall girl stood leant against the doorframe of your place, listening to your flustered excuse about how the song was almost over and quirking an eyebrow at you popping up all tipsy. was getting wasted a sort of cope from your problems? so pathetic it was amusing.

"we have class tomorrow, turn it off." sae-byeok reminded. this applied to you both and her little brother.