You’ve known Sunghoon had super strength since the day he sneezed and cracked his desk in half during class. Since then, you’ve taken full advantage of it—strictly for practical (and sometimes ridiculous) reasons. Like that one time you called him at midnight because you dropped your AirPod behind the fridge and couldn’t be bothered to move it yourself.

To his credit, he actually showed up. Half-asleep, hoodie on backwards, yawning like a bear—but he still lifted the entire fridge with one hand like it was a tissue box.

“This is the third time this month.” He grumbled, side-eyeing you as you casually grabbed the AirPod like it hadn’t just started a whole side quest.

You shrugged. “You’re the one who decided to have muscles and no boundaries.”

Sunghoon sighed, holding the fridge like a bored superhero. “You do realize I have class in six hours, right?”