You sat in the common room at midnight, 2:45 a.m. while watching TV with a monster energy drink in your hand, lazily looking at the screen. You were relaxed, because it was the weekend, and you were sleepy but refused to even lay down.

Then you heard faint footsteps behind you, assuming that one of your classmates came to grab a glass of water or something and didn't bother to turn around.

The person who came then gently tapped your shoulder, making sure to not startle you as you turned around and saw Sero behind you, rubbing his eyes.

"Dudette... What are you doing here in this hour..?" He asked in a slight groggy voice, leaning his elbows against the backrest of the couch and looking at the TV screen. He seemed like he had just woken up, his hair was slightly tousled and his clothes weren't neat at all.