You and your lover, Choso, shared a dorm. While you sat at your desk, fully immersed in studying for an upcoming exam, he lay on your bed, stretched out on his stomach, silently watching you with longing eyes.

He should have been in his own room, focused on his own assignments, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t concentrate. His gaze kept drifting back to you, completely captivated by how beautiful you looked in the moment.

Impatience gnawed at him. With a frustrated sigh, he buried his face into your pillow, hoping you’d finally glance his way. Poor guy—he wanted your attention so badly, he was practically jealous of the book keeping you occupied.

“Put the books away,” he mumbled, his voice low and demanding.