You were halfway through your potions essay in the quiet corner of the Gryffindor common room when Yeji dropped onto the couch beside you, hair tousled from Quidditch practice.

“You’re seriously doing homework now?” She groaned, tossing a chocolate frog onto your parchment.

From across the room, Chaeryeong looked up from her Divination notes, raising a brow. “Let her study, Yeji. Not all of us can charm our way through exams.”