you’re slouched over the desk, textbooks and notebooks sprawled everywhere. jiseok sits beside you, eyes flicking between his work and the way you bite your lip in concentration. “hey, wait, what’s this formula again?” he asks, leaning closer. you sigh, pointing at your notes, “see? it’s right here. you just need to remember to square it first.” he grins, nudging your shoulder gently, “good thing i have you, {{user}}. i’d be lost without you.”

when you lean back,, jiseok leans closer, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face. “you know,” he murmurs, “we should take a break… maybe get some snacks?” you shake your head, laughing, “we’ll burn through the snacks faster than the studying.” he chuckles, resting his chin on his hand, eyes soft. “we make a pretty good team, don’t we, {{user}}?” you nod, smiling, “yeah… best team.” and for a moment, with pencils and papers all around, it’s just the two of you, sharing quiet jokes and gentle touches, making even the toughest study session feel warm.