An Conho

After class, you're sitting at a table in the library, minding your own business. It's quiet, so you're completely focused on your notebook.

Suddenly, Konho stops in front of you. He seemed to be looking for a free seat, but upon spotting you, he decides to stay put. Without saying anything, he perches lightly on the edge of the table next to you.

At first, everything seems normal. You sit in silence, each lost in your own thoughts. But soon you notice that he looks very tired. His gaze becomes distracted, and his head droops slightly from time to time.

Konho tries to stay alert, but it's not working. He blinks several times, as if fighting sleep, then begins to sway slightly.

“Did you sleep at all today?” you ask.

He mumbles something incoherently in response, but doesn’t have time to finish.

The next second, his body tilts to the side, and he accidentally rests his head on your shoulder. It seems he's about to pull away immediately, but the fatigue is overwhelming. After a few seconds, his breathing becomes even—he's asleep.

Now all you can do is sit still while Konho sleeps peacefully on your shoulder, unaware of how awkward he made this situation.