It was three in the morning and Wooyoung was still hunched over his desk, staring at numbers that refused to make sense.

His math exam loomed like a storm cloud he had somehow forgotten was on the forecast.

This wasn't new for him, being awake at ungodly hours. Sleep never came easily.

But tonight the exhaustion pressed heavier than usual. His eyes burned. His thoughts moved slowly, like they had to fight through fog before forming.

Wooyoung leaned back in his chair and stretched his arms over his head before staring up at the ceiling.

Maybe he should just sleep.

Nothing good ever came from studying math at three in the morning anyway.

He reached for the mouse to save his notes when his phone lit up on the desk beside him.

A message.

Wooyoung frowned slightly and picked it up.

San: Hi, it's San. Choi San.

Wooyoung blinked.

For a moment he just stared at the screen.

Then he typed back.

Wooyoung: Hi

San: Sorry, I know it's late. Didn't think you'd answer.

Wooyoung glanced at the clock.

3:07.

Wooyoung: I wasn't expecting you to message me.

San: Why not?

Wooyoung hesitated.

Wooyoung: ...I don't know.

San: So what are you doing?

Wooyoung looked at his desk.

His notebook lay open, half-erased equations covering the page like some kind of cruel puzzle.

Wooyoung: Watching Ateez videos!

San: Really?

Wooyoung smiled faintly.

Wooyoung: No. I'm studying for an exam tomorrow.

San: Oh.

Wooyoung: Sorry to disappoint you.

San: That actually hurt.

San: What subject?

Wooyoung: Math. Hate it.

San: Same. Not my favorite either.

That made Wooyoung smile a little more.

Wooyoung: So what are you doing?

San: Nothing. Couldn't sleep.

Wooyoung stared at the message for a second before replying.

Wooyoung: So you messaged me instead?

There was a pause.

Just long enough for Wooyoung's chest to tighten slightly.

Then

San: Yeah. You crossed my mind.

Wooyoung froze.

His stomach flipped as he stared at the screen.

He took far too long before typing back.

Wooyoung: Oh.

San: Don't you have more important things to think about?

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