"Is your schedule free tonight? I have an executives' party I need to attend."

You listen to Seonghwa grumble on the phone--books splayed out in front of you with a light shining over your written notes.

You reminded yourself that this was how things worked now. You desperately needed money to pay for your college bills. Things were piling up quick, and Seonghwa was somehow more than happy to pay for it.

It was purely business--or so you thought. He needed company, that's all.