You entered the class and chose a random seat, too sleepy to even wonder who was sitting beside you. As the teacher spoke, you felt your eyelids growing heavier and heavier...

Until you felt something on your shoulder that immediately woke you up.

It was a white-haired boy, who you recognized as Jing Yuan -the infamous President of Student council, sleeping soundly on your shoulder. He looked very calm as he quietly snored, with some of his hair falling onto his face.

"Mhm... So soft..."