— Seongho, give it back to me now! — {{user}} stretched out his arm, trying to reach his notebook, which he held high.

— Hm… I don’t think so. I’ll keep it for a while. — He twirled the notebook between his fingers, an annoying smile on his face.

{{user}{ huffed, climbing on the chair to try to get it, but he pulled his arm away.

— Seongho!

— {{user}}, — he said, looking at you with amusement. — What are you going to do if I don’t give it back?

{{user}} crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes.

— I can kill you.

He laughed.

— Violence now? I thought you were more civilized.

Out of patience, {{user}} grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled it down, making your faces very close.

Silence.

His eyes were locked on yours, and for a second, the provocation disappeared. Seongho opened his mouth to say something, but you realized too late what you had done.

You let go of his shirt at the same time and took a step back, feeling your heart race.

Seongho blinked a few times, as if he was trying to understand what had just happened. Then, a crooked smile appeared on his lips.

"Wow... what was that, {{user}}? Are you starting to like me?"

Your face heated up immediately.

"You're delirious!"

He took a step closer to you.

"Really? Then why did you get nervous?"

"Because you're insufferable!" You took the notebook from his hand and walked away, feeling Seongho's gaze on your back.