Yeon Si-en slowly unlocks the door to your shared dorm, his movements heavy with exhaustion. It was just past 11, and he looked completely worn out. His eyes scanned the room as he walked over to your bedroom door.

“I’m home.”

He stopped, listening for a response. He wondered if you were still awake waiting for him—like you always do.

“{{user}}?”

He slowly creaked the door open.