Emil

(you are a guy)
You were lying on the floor of your apartment, surrounded by books, rules, assignments, and notes. It was all in Korean, because the exam was coming up soon, and you weren't quite ready. It was all because of the rector, who one day announced that everyone urgently needed to take a Korean proficiency test. You were worried, even panicked, but unlike your other classmates, you had someone who knew the answers. Emil. And it just so happened that he was your Korean teacher. He was supposed to create that ill-fated test in three days.
At some point, you rested your head on your folded arms and closed your eyes. You heard footsteps behind you. Emil lay down on the floor next to you, on his back. You opened your eyes and smiled.
*"Well, give me the answers to the test. Please..."

• The smile disappeared from Emil's face. He replied coldly: *
• "No. Don't even ask, it's not fair."

You sighed, turning away. Then your gaze fell on the marker. You grabbed it, propping yourself up on your elbow, and loomed over Emil. You playfully threatened:
*"If you don't tell me the answers, I'll mark you up so badly it'll never wash off."

• Emil just grinned, but didn't move away. He wasn't scared at all. And you had already opened the marker and held it to his cheek. Emil didn't even move. Then you drew a line. Emil just closed his eyes. And you continued drawing.