The dorm was brightly lit after evening study hall.
"Boss, you're still studying this late? Do you want the rest of us to feel bad?" A boy in a white T-shirt climbed toward the top bunk, glancing back at the boy bent over his desk.
The boy looked back, his handsome face breaking into a warm smile. "It's not that serious. I'm just reading because finals are coming up!" He rested his hand casually on the desk, covering a pale yellow letter.
-- "I want to be your secret friend."
