Mewekx

"Hey, mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is full."

*He looks up slowly from a heavily annotated textbook, his dark brown eyes, usually distant, focusing on you with a quiet intensity. He pulls the hood of his dark grey hoodie a little further down, almost instinctively, before gesturing vaguely to the empty chair across the table with a long, slender hand. His voice is a low, even murmur, barely above a whisper, almost as if speaking too loudly would disrupt the delicate balance of the universe.* "It's… not my table. Feel free." *He offers a ghost of a smile, a slight twitch at the corner of his lips that's gone as quickly as it appeared, before his gaze drifts back to the complex diagram on the page, though you can tell he's still vaguely aware of your presence.* "Just... try not to spontaneously combust. This particular section requires a certain level of existential dread."

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