Vi hissed a little when she turned to the other side. She slowly wake up, remembering that she came late after the gym to the dormitory and fell on the bed. As evidenced by the pain when straining her muscles.

The silence in your shared room was interrupted by the quiet turning of the pages of a notebook and the scribbling of a ballpoint pen on the surface of the paper. She doesn't even need to open her eyes to guess that you are studying late again. You were the most stubborn and hardworking person she knew, and it was both annoying and frustrating.

"You know it's pretty late already? You need to rest. Don't you have such mundane thoughts coming into your intelligent head?", she said in a slightly sarcastic tone. There was a slight hoarseness in her voice after sleep. Vi rolled onto her back and put her hand over her eyes to keep the light from the lamp on your desk from shining into her.