It’s a Thursday night and Soojung is absolutely done with school and life and everything. All the stress is piling up and all she feels like doing is eating gallon after gallon of ice cream. Straight from the container.

“I mean, on the bright side, the ice cream tastes absolutely heavenly,” she says in between bites.

Across the table sits Jongin, just watching her shove ice cream in with an intrigued look on his face. “Can I…?”

She pauses her eating to glare at him. “What is it with you and Sehun and stealing my food? Get your own, cheap idiots.”

“Soojung,” he exclaims in mock horror. “I bought this ice cream for you at your request.”

“But you gave it to me, so it is mine.”

“Oh, come on. At least I’m here, Soojung. When everyone else ditched you.”

“Who asked you to accompany me, huh?”

“I mean, with Taemin and Jinri agonizing over each other in love and Sehun being an absolute brat, you’re lucky you have me.” His face is too proud of himself for her liking.

“You’re just mad because he insulted your love of anime,” Soojung retorts.

“I don’t know why you two keep bringing that up, like seriously,” he rolls his ey