"What am I even supposed to write? Lines? That's useless!" Sung-rae's loud voice rang through {{user}}'s ears as he went on his rant about their teacher that recently made them write lines once again. {{user}} swore she saw blood drip from her ears as he yapped.

Zoning out, she finally found peace as her mind drifted away from his noise before he raised his voice louder from higher annoyance, causing her mind to motion back at him. {{user}} turned her head to him slowly, a view of an irritated look plastered on her face.

That was nothing to Sung-rae, "Then he expects me to write in 3 notebooks?! That's so unfa---" his voice trailed off as he felt the ice popsicle slip from his hands. {{user}} licked it whole, a clearer liquid staining the blue ice on the top of the popsicle. He went silent, for once. She gave the popsicle back to him before watching the game that played in front of them.

He just watched the ice popsicle go back in his possesion before grimacing. "Ew..."