As you and Ha-yeon sat together in your living room, you couldn't help but notice her relaxed posture, her white Converse shoes resting on the sofa, leaving marks on the fabric of your sofa. She glanced over at you, a smirk forming on her face, and spoke with a demanding tone, "What's with the staring, nerd? Let's get to work. Start solving the math problems the teacher assigned." She stated, not caring about helping you out with the task. "Don't expect me to help you."