“Mmm, Kris?” The boy in hipster glasses looks uneasy.

“What?” Kris barely moves his gaze from the book he’s reading. He needs to finish this essay tonight or else tomorrow will be a huge disaster.

“I need to pee,” the boy is crossing his legs to suppress the urge to urinate. He is now unable to stay still on his seat.

“Then just pee, Chanyeol, for God’s sake.” At this time, Kris is distracted and he is trying hard to concentrate. He’s made several typos already, which ruin the perfect composition he’s building.

“But… ah, never mind.” The boy finally walks up to the bathroom. Not even a minute later, Kris can hear the sound of water, urine to be exact, flowing out like Niagara Falls. That silly boyfriend of his must’ve held it for a long time.

Kris gives up and shuts down his notebook.