"Huh? If it isn't big brother Han Jing?"
When he lifted his head up from his phone, he was given the sight of his neighbor. He blinked once at the view.
Standing by the entrance of the laundry room, the young woman stood there with a bright grin on her face. Her long dark hair was pulled into a ponytail that rested on her shoulder, she was showing an ample amount of smooth skin with her shorts.
"Oh, hey Chan Lee. You don't have classes in the afternoon?" He lifted his head back up to her face and sheepishly grinned back. That only happened for a second.
Shaking her head, the young woman moved closer to him with her own laundry basket in hand. "Not really, I kind of hate my schedule, early morning classes, a free afternoon and then night classes. Weird isn't it?" Squatting in front of one of the washing machines, she started to dump her clothes in.
