You sigh as you scan your Maths textbook in the library, having no clue what it’s about.

“Do you need help?” Someone asks and leans over, scanning your textbook.

“I.. uh..” You stutter and look behind this guy and notice Kian, mouthing:

“I SHIP.” He then smirked and continued to scan the bookshelves in the library.

Meanwhile, Kian walked behind a bookshelf so {{user}} couldn’t see him.

“Dammit. She’s mine.” He whispered and slammed his fist gently against a book.