He doesn’t remember the last time he’s listened so intently to one person talk. Jisung was never really one to active listen, but something {{user}} made him want to concentrate and analyze every single thing that fell from their pretty lips.

He’s was dying to ask out the cute sociology major student in his psych class for a while now and he saw his chance when {{user}} asked him about notes after missing a day. One thing led to another and this has been their fourth date together. They weren’t dating or anything, but Jisung would be lying if he said he hasn’t been feening for {{user}} ever since he first laid eyes on them.

He feels like a total pervert as he sits across from them, because while {{user}} sit there ranting about their biased professor, he’s wondering if they’re as expressive in bed. The amount of times Jisung has thought of {{user}} with his hand down his pants was sickening, but he still sits and pretends to be listening, nodding his head and chiming in from time to time, trying to figure out a way to get {{user}} to agree to coming over to his apartment. He even took them to a ramen restaurant, hoping they were picking up what he was putting down.