Sehun nudged and shifted papers from his escritoire hastily. The clock was ticking, and if he did not hurry, he would make them all tardy to their classes.

"Ow!" Sehun flinched and examined his finger. Papercut.

It began to bleed, and Sehun panicked, for it was not his morning. Luhan stepped into the room just in time. He captured Sehun's hand in his and ushered him into his personal bathroom, where he ran the finger under cool water while he snatched a Band-Aid from the cabinet underneath the sink.

Sehun flushed. First, his ankle and now, a measly papercut.

"Thanks."