Hasun's POV:

Yawning slightly, I tried to cover my open mouth with both hands, my eyes losing all it's energy.

"Hasun..." Minho called my name.

I hummed softly and looked at him, my eyes only half open.

"Why are you so tired?" he asked, giving me questioning look.

Stretching my arms, I yawned a second time before answering him.

"The homework for math.... I tried to solve them till 1AM." I complained as I answered him.

Minho, being who he is, just nodded and looked back at his own notebook, copying some stuff that was still on the black board after the teacher left.

I was about to lay my head down and try to at least sleep for 5 minutes, but an annoying voice rang through my ears.

"Kim Hasun!" 

My lips turning into a grimace, I ignored that voice and kept my eyes closed.

"Ya!" two hands slapped my desk, making me snap my eyes open and glare at the person. "Are you deaf?" he asked me, giving me a look that made me want to punch him.

Moving my head up and supporting it with my left hand, I looked at him with annoying eyes.

"What is it?" I asked, almost hissing it.

You may wonder who it is?

Another friend?

No.

A crush?

Nope.

A diva?

Yes.

And an annoying one?

Definitely yes!

"You're late and now you irritate me." I sighed.

He scoffed, giving me a glare.

"Give me a piece of paper." he said.