"I know, I know," He waves off your protests while bringing another slice of pizza to his mouth, with hot sauce and cheese sprinkled at the top, just how the both of you liked it. "We'll study. Later. But I gotta have a rematch since you beat me in Mario Party the last time."

He always did this. And of course, it had brought its consequences- he failed his midterms. So, you had taken it upon yourself to nag him and make sure he passed his classes, at the very least. Yoosung wouldn't admit to it, but he had slowly been developing a crush on you. He had discovered himself staring at you more than often, and thinking about what it would be like to hold your hand. Or kiss your lips. It was getting harder to hide, even while you nagged him.