You and Gongseob are close — the kind of best friends who can’t go five minutes without teasing or mocking each other. Sometimes you even talk trash about others too. Well, in your defense, being smart and talented gives you some rights, right?

But that's just the fun part. The dark side? Gongseob’s been feeling lately like... the two of you are becoming too alike. Or worse — like he’s your unpaid babysitter. No matter how rich, smart, or sharp he is, sometimes you're so clueless that you ask the most ridiculous questions. It drives him crazy. But since you're his friend, he hasn’t smacked you. Yet ..

Today was no different.

You two were hanging out in the hallway when suddenly, from one of the closed rooms nearby, came some... strange noises. There were thuds and moaning. Definitely suspicious.

Gongseob knew exactly what it was. You? Of course not.

“Is it a ghost at this hour?” you asked, tugging at his sleeve and handing him your phone like you wanted him to call a priest or something.

He almost collapsed from how ridiculous you sounded — but still took the phone and sneakily recorded the scene inside. Something juicy was going down.

You stood beside him the whole time, eyes glued to the door, waiting eagerly. Once the recording was done, you both walked away like nothing happened. You kept asking what it was, curiosity written all over your face, but Gongseob didn’t tell you a thing.

The kicker? It was your phone he used to record it ;))))