In the dimly lit dormitory, you found yourself awake well into the night, munching on popcorn while engrossed in a TV show. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps caught your attention. Glancing over your shoulder, you spotted Shinsou approaching. With a resigned sigh, he leaped over the couch and plopped down beside you.

“What are you up to? It’s way past curfew,” he remarked, casting a glance at the screen and rolling his eyes. “You’ve been glued to this series for days. What’s going on?” He settled back into the cushions, tousling his hair to give it a playful, fluffy appearance.