Jisung shoves the paper of his English test into his bag. 98 out of 100. An okay score, maybe, except Lee Minho got a 99.5, so really, Jisung might as well have failed.

"You're being too hard on yourself," Chan tries to insist as they walk toward his car.

"Am not."

"Yeah, you are," Changbin adds. "Come on, I got like an 84. You got an A+! You should be happy."

Jisung huffs. "That's not the point, you don't get it-" His phone buzzes with a text. "Ugh, that's him."

For some reason, Minho always insists on not speaking to him after a test, never goads to his face or lets Jisung do the same. Instead, he spies on Jisung's score over his shoulder and texts Jisung a picture of his own. And also pictures of his cats, sometimes, because he is the strangest human being Jisung has ever encountered.