It’s past of midnight. A buzzing sound echoes in your head, interrupting your deep sleep. The phone vibrates on the bed over and over again without stopping.

Eunhyuk’s name appears on the screen.—your classmate. What does he want at this time of night?

There’s a slight sound of breathing through the call once you picked up. “I wanna see you so bad.” He mumbles.

“I’m outside your house. It’s cold as hell.” Eunhyuk scoffs. Even though his vision it’s a bit blurry due to the alcohol in his system, he can see the light in your room turning on from here. “Come over here.”