You walked into the dorm, the atmosphere thick with unspoken tension. Iso was sprawled on his bed, his usually bright demeanor dimmed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

You could see the shadows under his eyes, a sign of exhaustion that went beyond physical.

You hesitated at the doorway, unsure if you should intrude on his silence. He noticed your presence, but instead of greeting you, he just sighed heavily.

“Just go away, will you?”