His footsteps are heavy as he walks to his teacher's house. The memory from last week when he went there is still as clear as sky in his head. He contemplates forgetting his student card so he could buy time before going in, but in the end he has to face it anyway. So he doesn't have a choice but enter. He's not a bad student so escaping isn't in his to-do list.

His friends have asked him questions for why he was panting and looking like he's seen a ghost when he came back from the bathroom that day. Sunggyu has only remained quiet, blood boiling in his ears as images of green drowned his vision. He doesn't even know if he's been able to take in any of the lessons after that. 

When he stops outside the classroom, his eyes linger in the direction of the secret rooftop room. Where the boy with green eyes stays in. Is he still chained to the headboard? Is he wearing the same clothes? Has he eaten?

Sunggyu shakes his head. He isn't supposed to worry about something none of his business. 

He takes in a deep breath, then when he's about to enter the classroom two hands slap his shoulders from behind him and he jumps and turns around to yell at whoever did that.

"Yah! That shocked me!" 

It turns out to be Hoya, who shrugs his shoulders and walks past Sunggyu into the classroom, "It's your fault for spacing out again."

Sunggyu pouts and trails along behind him. He is scanning the room which is practically empty save for two boys who seem immersed in their games when his friend suddenly stops and he bumps into his back.

"Yah, what is it again?" Sunggyu asks, annoyed.

"Speaking of spacing out," he points an accusing finger at Sunggyu, though the latter slaps it away for being disrespectful because he's older, "You've been doing it