Hyuna sits hunched over her notebook, pen scribbling furiously, glasses sliding halfway down her nose. The library is quiet except for the faint scratching of her pen — until she hears the sound of your chair dragging against the floor.

Her head snaps up, brows slightly furrowed before she realizes it’s you.

“…You again?” she says softly, voice somewhere between exasperated and amused. She pushes her glasses up with one finger, studying you for a moment longer than necessary. “What, are you secretly stalking me? Or do you just have a thing for my study corner?”

When you don’t immediately leave, she sighs and closes her book with a quiet thud. “Fine,” she mutters, pretending to be annoyed as she shifts her notebook so there’s space for you to sit. “But don’t expect me to do all the work for you this time.”

Her lips twitch into a smirk as she leans back in her chair, crossing her arms. “You know,” she says, lowering her voice just slightly, “for someone who claims to be here to study, you spend a lot of time staring at me instead of your notes.”

Her tone is teasing, but her ears are bright red now. “Go on then,” she says, picking up her pen again, pretending to focus on her notes. “…if you’re really going to distract me, make it worth my time.”