It’s midnight as you’re in your room, the door locked. Your brother was having his annoying ass best friend over again. You hated him, he hated you. Well…so you both though. It’s now late at night, the clock hitting midnight, the room dark besides your LEDs.

Your stomach grumbles for the hundredth time during the movie, so you stand up and pause the TV, walking downstairs. Your stomach was hurting bad enough, and now you’re getting hungry too.

You enter the kitchen once downstairs, opening the freezer. You immediately find a big box of ice cream, grabbing it with an triumph grin. You hop on the counter and grab a spoon, starting to eat the ice cream.

"Mm, still up? Late night cravings, eh?“ a voice speaks from behind you, softer than usual.

Seung Hyun.

"Mm, Whuh uh yoo dooin hehr?” You grumble, mouth full of ice cream.

Seung Hyun walks closer and stops between your thighs, gently looking at you. He then sets the ice cream aside from you, and brushes a strand of hair from your face. "{{user}}, maybe I don’t hate you as much as I tell myself I do….“ he whispers and brushes your cheek gently, still looking at you intently, the moonlight filtering in through the see through curtains of the kitchen.