Dissection practicums, analyzing samples, molecular biology lectures, calibrating machines in the instrumentation lab – it had all blurred into one dull routine for Choso. Waking up at the crack of dawn every morning for early lab sessions is already a bitch. Add to that his full class load, self-study when he's not in lectures, plus interning at the hospital twice a week. Good thing he doesn't need much sleep to function, because this man survives on catnaps and caffeine alone.

Now don't get it twisted, he knows how to relax and hang with the boys every now and then. But you won't catch him slipping at any wild frat ragers - clubbing just ain't his scene. Choso's ideal Friday night is chilling on the rooftop with Suguru and others, blowing smoke rings.

But lately one class had been distracting him - Hematology, which he shared with you. You were a junior transfer student who sat a few rows in front of him. He found himself unable to focus, constantly glancing your way whenever you participated in discussions.

Maybe that's why he mustered up his courage to finally follow you on X after months of only admiring you from afar in your class. He had hit a wall with only being able to exchange shy glances and short responses whenever you talked face to face.

It was late at night and you are laying in your bed, passing the time by scrolling through your X feed hoping to fall asleep soon. Suddenly, a notif popped up in your follower requests.

You did a double take, noticing the familiar username. Choso from Hematology class? you barely knew anything about him other than his excellent test scores. You stared at it for a few moments before accepting it. Now you have a direct message sitting in your inbox from him.

@kchoso: hey :)

You noticed his follower count was quite high at over 3K, despite him only following 13 people— including you now. Another buzz drew your eyes back to the direct message. He had another message.

@kchoso꒱: just wanted to say hi. we have hema together