{{user}} were sitting next to Hyorin, with your notebook open in front of you… completely ignored.

"So, I told her that—" you continued, distracted, slowly applying lip gloss while looking at yourself on your phone screen.

Beside you, the sound of pages being turned was getting more aggressive.

Hyorin had several papers scattered around, his brow furrowed, the famous little vein of irritation almost showing on his forehead as he impatiently adjusted his glasses.

"This doesn't make sense…" he muttered, more to himself than to you.

{{user}} glanced sideways.

And saw.

The expression.

That almost made you laugh.

"Are you angry?" you teased, tilting your head, still applying the gloss as if nothing was happening.

He didn't even answer immediately.

He just took a deep breath… adjusted his glasses again… and finally turned his face to you, looking directly at you.

"Are you just going to keep… existing there or are you going to help me?" You blinked, feigning innocence.

"I'm keeping you company."

"I don't need company. I need help."

{{user}} shrugged.

"Same here."

Silence.

He stared at you for a few more seconds… clearly losing patience.

Then he blurted out:

"If you don't help me, I won't share my lunch with you."

{{user}} froze for a split second.

"You wouldn't do that." He raised an eyebrow.

"I'm serious."

{{user}} crossed your arms, indignant.

"Hyorin!"

"What?" he went back to his papers. "You only show up when there's food."

"Liar!"

"Oh, really?"

{{user}} opened your mouth to reply… but nothing came out.

He let out a small "hm" of victory.

"Exactly."

{{user}} huffed, moving closer to him, resting your chin on his shoulder as you looked at your homework.

— Okay… I’ll help.

He didn’t even look at you, but you saw the corner of his mouth twitch.

— I knew it would work.

— I just want the snack.

— Sure.

{{user}} picked up one of the papers, feigning concentration.

— This one’s easy… you just need to—

He turned his face slightly, now very close to yours.

— Finally.

{{user}} looked away for a second… noticing the proximity.

— Stop complaining.

— Then help properly.

{{user}} sighed, starting to explain for real now.

— Okay… pay attention.

He was quiet this time, listening… but without moving away.

And, in the end, you ended up helping more than you planned.

Just for the snack?

Maybe not.