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Tomorrow was the day of maths finals. And as if that wasn't nerve-wrecking enough by itself, everything just had to go wrong today. I had to stay behind after my shift at the café, realized I forgot some of my notes at school and the moment I got home and was about to study the hell out of myself, my noisy sibling had their noisy friends over and studying in peace was pretty much impossible.

So at the end of my tether, I finally ended up here, in a hotel room, which, conveniently enough, was closer to school than home.

And to pass my final I pretty much procrastinated studying for until now, I had everything perfectly planned out for tonight.

I grabbed my water bottle next to the lamp that was throwing it's light upon my notes, which were all scrambled over the desk in front of me.
I glanced at the clock across the room. 12:45 p.m. I was gonna study this for another hour and a half, then move onto the last topic which I was gonna study for 2 more. The exam was to be taken at 9 in the morning and from my hotel room I needed exactly 20 minutes to get there. Plus 10 minutes extra in case something should come up after all. That leaves 4 hours of sleep.

My calculations were realistic and on point, everything should work out. At least so I thought.

"nooOOOO"
"GET OFF OF MEE"
Followed by muffled laughs from next doors.

I took a deep, deep breath. Calm down, they are gonna quiet down soon.

If it wasn't for those exceptionally noisy people occupying the room next doors my schedule would probably have been ideal, yes. 

A moment of silence followed and I released the breath I was holding. I concentrated on my notes again, realizing that I had still a lot of studying to do to comprehend those formulas and I also needed to keep my time schedule in mind. I was about to scribble down the next equation but the moment the tip of my pencil touched the paper, an ear-piercing growl echoed through the room and my nicely sharpened lead broke off with a crack due to me flinching.

That's it. They're dead meat.

I aggressively grabbed my notes and room keys and stormed out of my room. I swear to god, if I was gonna fail my exam because of them they were gonna pay for this.

With heavy footsteps I stormed towards the room, muffled screaming and laughter still echoing through the wooden door.

I knocked four times. Well, maybe not knocked but stomped my foot against the door because I was furious. I took this hotel room, with my own money, to be able to study in peace. Was that too much to ask for?

I got so worked up over the situation that tears started to glister in the corners of my eyes.

I heard footsteps and the door creaked open. A rather short guy stood in front of me and mustered my angry figure with big eyes.

And the scene behind him was... something else.

One dude was stuffing his face with chicken and at the same time was motioning to pass some food to another, mouth to mouth, while two others were scrambled on the bed, one cuddling the other who was whining about how it's too hot.

Oh, there was another guy in the corner of the room with headphones on I nearly didn't notice cuz of his black, oversized hoodie.

"Uhhh... guys?...", the short man in front of me shouted back to the others, who started to take notice of my presence. In a matter of seconds, the whole room went silent.

"Do you guys have any idea how noisy you are? Some people are trying to study here! I literally can't hear my own thoughts over your screaming!", I raged, waving my paper in the air.

They all looked at me confused, even the guy in the corner of the room took off his headphones and cocked his eyebrow at me in confusion.

"...I'm so sorry, but why were you studying in a hotel room?", the freckled boy on the bed then asked carefully.

"I-", my voice cracked. Now that he said that I felt kinda pathetic. Procrastinating and being too busy to study was kind of my own fault and now I was lashing out on them.

"I'm sorry for yelling... A-All I want is to pass this stupid math final and-", at this point I couldn't hold the tears in anymore, I was stressed and I couldn't handle stress well.

"W-Why are you crying??", the boy in front of me panicked, the guy on the bed turned to look at the one next to him with his eyes wide.

"Heyy, we're so sorry. Please don't cry, it's okay...", the one who was trying to steal the chicken from the other said in an attempt to calm me down. He then grabbed me by my wrist and gently pulled me inside the room.

"Why don't you show us what you're studying. Maybe we can help?", the one with freckles suggested, a warm smile on his lips. "I'm Felix by the way."

I blinked a few times at him and then looked down at the crumbled piece of paper in my hand, making me want to cry more.

"Here.", I handed him the notes and his smile faded more and more with every passing second he scanned the formulas.

"I certainly don't remember math being this complicated.", he whispered more to himself and I frowned, feeling more and more lost.

"Hyunjin, do you get this??", he showed the notes to the ridiculously attractive boy who was laying next to him on the bed and he gave him a confused look, clearly indicating that he was just as clueless.

"I just need to pass this somehow to attend a university and become a socially acceptable person...", I sniffed, now kinda desperate.

"Hey, don't put so much pressure into yourself.", the one in the hood spoke up, his gaze softly on me. The way he looked at me was so warm it made me calm down a tiny bit. "Your grades shouldn't be a thing that defines you. No matter what, you're going to find your way and go on your path. You're doing great."

"Chan, no offense but I don't think she needs your words of wisdom right now. What she needs is a math tutor."

"Thanks Han. I was just trying to calm her down by a bit.", Chan sighed.

"I used to be good at math, show me this.", an ebony-haired boy shuffled over on the bed to get a clear view of the notes in Felix's hands.

Soon all of them were gathered on the bed and eyeing the notes like some kind of exhibit, murmuring suggestions on how to approach the problem.

Unknowingly my lips formed a small smile. It was cute how those strangers were so genuinely trying to help me out although I literally bursted into their room in the middle of the night throwing a tantrum.

"I got it.", Han's head beamed up and he immediately drew all attention to him.

"Really?", the ebony-haired spoke up, Minho as far as I was concerned, his tone dripping with skepticism.

"Yeah, no.", he proceeded, "But who we need is Jeongin and Seungmin. Our youngest's just outta school and should still know all this stuff while Seungmin is just naturally smart."

"That's...", Hyunjin furrowed his brows, "-Actually not a bad idea for once."

Han scoffed. "What do you mean for once, my ideas a literally top tier like do you remember when we-"

"Ya, ya, ya I got it now be quiet.", Hyunjin interrupted in the cutest English accent possible and I couldn't help but to stifle a laugh.

I felt all eyes on me. "Why are y'all looking at me?..", I asked confused, blinking at the boys like a lost puppy.

"You're finally smiling.", Felix chimed happily.

* * *

"Please put your pens down now. Pass your exam sheets through the rows to the front."

I didn't know if I wanted to cry or laugh right now.

I nervously clenched the hem of my uniform skirt. I am screwed, I thought to myself, I don't even remember studying half of this stuff.

As the exam was over the usual commotion filled the classroom. I plopped my head onto my table and wanted to burry myself under the hundreds of study sheets I made.

"Did you screw this up as much as I did?", my friend came over and a pained chuckle escaped her lips.

I only sighted at her in response and felt her body plopping onto the table next to mine.

"It's okay.", my head shoot up from the table, "At least it's over now, right?" I forced a smile which became a little less forced thinking about last night.

Although I screwed this exam more than originally intended I genuinely had a great time. So maybe, just maybe it was worth it in the end.

My friend's head came up as well and we looked at each other, both our faces graced with dark circles and tired eyes. It was hard to tell who looked more of a mess and we straight up bursted out in laughter.

"Yeah, at least we're free now...", she chuckled, pulling out the phone from her pocket and suddenly frowning.

"You know what, I'm doomed after all.", she stared at her phone in disbelief and I cocked an eyebrow at her, motioning her to tell me what's up.

"I know you're not interested in KPop, but there is now way in hell my mom's gonna let me go to the Stray Kids concert now that I screwed the exam."

She pulled up her phone and flashed me her lockscreen, showing an all too familiar face and I nearly screamed at her. No way.

"How am I gonna see Felix now??", she fake-cried, not noticing my absolutely gobsmacked expression.

"I, uhh.."

She looked at me expectant, curious about what I was about to say.

I couldn't help but smile to myself. I should tell her later. Now that she's tired as it is she'll curse me even more for not recognizing them.

"I'm sure you'll be able to meet them. Maybe when you're least expecting it."