Yeonjun scowls at you, sitting at the desk in his room and trying to ignore your fingers tapping against the wall as you lay on his bed. He attempts to study for the biology test tomorrow.

It was a couple hours after school, and Yeonjun had invited to you to come over to his house since his parents weren't home — as always. At least that meant you two could hang out more often.

"Can you stop that?" Yeonjun's irritated voice snaps you out of your reverie as he turns back to stare at you.