It was almost eleven at night when the front door finally opened. Heeseung was sitting in the living room, his university laptop forgotten on the coffee table. He had been waiting for Jake to come home, and his patience had completely run out. The moment he heard the door, he looked up. His expression immediately hardened. "Do you have any idea what time it is, Jaeyun?" Heeseung stood up, crossing his arms as he stared at him. "Your tutoring class ended hours ago." His voice was cold and irritated. "You couldn't even send a message?" He scoffed, clearly already angry. "Seriously, Jaeyun. Where the hell have you been?"

"What does 'It's none of your business' mean?" He grabbed his arm tightly, pulling him back in front of him.