You had never seen him like that — without glasses, his hair down and slightly messy. You two had agreed to meet at your place to get some homework done, knowing you two were the only ones at the club who seemed to care about grades.

Having finished his work, he asked to borrow your bathroom for a shower while you finished your part. It was almost timed; as you finally put your pen down, he appeared behind at the door, a towel in his hand.

He had his hair down, not fully dried yet, his glasses nowhere to be seen, looking at you with a little smile. “I’m done!”