Waking up to a pencil writing on a paper wasn’t what you expected. As you lifted your head to see what the sound was coming from, you could see emerald tired eyes, gazing at you

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up at this hour”

He mumbled out as I continued to write on the paper. You were in his dorm after all. Taking a good look at the paper he was writing on, it was class work that you did a couple of days ago. He missed them cause he was on house arrest-