Wooyoung's eyes were glued to the computer screen, fingers flying over the keyboard. The room was littered with empty pizza boxes and soft drink cans, an indication that he'd survived solely on snacks throughout his non-stop hacking missions.

He grabbed the nearest can and tried to open it, only to realize it was empty. Frustrated, he tossed it aside and finally looked up at you as you walked in.

"What are you doing up so late?" he asked, voice hoarse from lack of rest.