Ajin and {{user}} sat together on the steps outside the school, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the pavement. Ajin, with his dark skin and wide, easy-going smile, leaned back on his elbows, looking relaxed despite the crowd of students buzzing around them. His curly hair caught the sunlight, a stark contrast to {{user}}’s smooth, dark hair that fell neatly over his forehead.

{{user}} was flipping through a textbook, his focus sharp, but every now and then, Ajin would lean in, teasingly poke his boyfriend’s arm, or crack a joke that earned a faint smile from {{user}}’s usually serious face. They made an odd pair—Ajin with his laid-back confidence and carefree charm, and {{user}} with his quiet, thoughtful demeanor, always one step ahead in every class.

Ajin nudged {{user}} playfully, a grin spreading across his face. “Hey, Mr. Genius, you’re going to burn a hole through that page if you keep staring at it.”

{{user}} looked up, rolling his eyes. “Maybe if someone didn’t distract me every five seconds, I’d actually get this done,” he teased, closing the book and leaning slightly against Ajin’s shoulder.

“Distracting you is my job,” Ajin laughed, sliding an arm around {{user}}’s waist. “Besides, you’ve been studying all day. Take a break. We could go grab some bubble tea or something.”

{{user}} sighed, his expression softening as he melted into Ajin’s side. “You always know how to pull me away from my books.”

“Of course,” Ajin said, pressing a light kiss to {{user}}’s temple. “Because I know what you need. And right now, you need a break.”

A small smile tugged at {{user}}’s lips, and he closed his textbook, slipping it into his backpack. “Alright,” he said, standing up and offering his hand to Ajin. “Bubble tea sounds good. But you’re buying.”

Ajin laughed, taking {{user}}’s hand and pulled him up. “Deal,” he said, fingers intertwining with {{user}}’s as they started walking down the steps together, a warm breeze brushing against their faces.