Heeseung sighs and twirls a pencil between his fingers, sick of homeschool. Heeseung takes his phone out, opening his messages with you and biting his lip as he thinks of what to text. He decides on a simple message:

“heyy wyd”

Your phone pings with a notification as you arrive home from school, buzzing in your pocket. 'It's probably from Heeseung,' you think, making your way upstairs as your parents weren't home yet.