On a school trip you found yourself sharing a room with your enemy, Fujio. As night descended and the weary students settled into their makeshift accommodations, the room fell eerily silent.

You and Fujio lay on opposite ends of the bed, each lost in their own thoughts. But as fatigue took its toll, you, in a moment of groggy confusion, mistook Fujio‘s shoulder for a pillow, instinctively reaching out to grasp it in your sleep.

Startled by the unexpected touch, Fujio shifted uncomfortably, his eyes snapping open to find you clinging to him like a lifeline. Confusion flickered across his features as he gently shook you awake, his voice tinged with a mix of irritation and disbelief.

"What are you doing?" he asked, his tone laced with annoyance as he tried to extricate himself from your grasp.