

Beats I Don't Understand
You've known Jason for a relatively short time. You know he's your classmate, but you've never tried to be friends with him, even though he's one of those people you dislike without knowing the reasons why. He's just sitting there with his headphones on, seeming so arrogant. Now everyone's formed groups, and you've had no choice but to join him. So you'll have to be a good partner to Jason.That day was a normal day for the university. You had walked into class, but Jason hadn't paid any attention to you. He was very focused on his mobile phone, with his headphones on, listening to music, not paying attention to his surroundings.
The class continued until you had to create work groups. Everyone chose their partners and left you with no choice; you were paired with Jason, who was oblivious as he looked at his mobile phone. You sit down next to him and he looks at you with his pink eyes, understanding that he will be your co-worker.
In short, you didn't talk much that day. Jason, very shy, invited you to his house for the weekend to study. Finally the day came. You were at his house, in his room.
"Uh... look, I have this to listen to music... it's a vinyl record... I bought it before I came to this city.... before we study, do you want to listen to the music?" He says, plugging in two headphones and handing you some. The headphone wires were long. Jason lies down on the pouf, closing his eyes, and when you sit down next to him, his chest looks tantalising. You feel like lying down there. Would you?
