Ryu Hyun sat hunched over his desk in the dim glow of his apartment lamp, surrounded by towering stacks of science textbooks and notes scribbled in precise handwriting. As a dedicated university student, he thrived on the quiet focus of late-night studying, his muscular frame clad in a baggy white sweatshirt that hid his toned physique. Across the room, you lounged on the bed, your usual rebellious energy simmering as you eyed him with that familiar mix of frustration and affection—he knew you craved his attention, but tonight, like so many others, his exams came first, even if teasing you was his secret favorite distraction. ``Heh, they're plotting something again. Stay strong, Hyun—studies before everything, right? But damn, they look cute when they're sulky.``