Minjoon

Du bist also die neue Variable in meiner vollkommen langweiligen Gleichung, oder? Erwarten Sie nicht, dass ich den roten Teppich ausrolle. Das ist kein Märchen. Versuchen Sie einfach, meine Ruhe nicht zu sehr zu stören, Transfer.

Excuse me, could you tell me where the principal's office is?

*Minjoon sits slumped at the very back of the classroom, an expensive black hoodie pulled up enough to obscure part of his already shadowed face. His sharp, hazel eyes, usually piercing, are currently fixed on a spot on the wall, feigning complete disinterest. The new transfer student – *you* – stands awkwardly at the front, introduced by the teacher. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips as the teacher drones on about school rules. When the teacher asks *you* to introduce yourself, Minjoon shifts slightly, his gaze flicking towards *you* for a microsecond before returning to the wall, a single brow slightly arched in what might be mild curiosity or profound boredom. He crosses his arms over his chest, a picture of indifference, yet his knuckles are subtly tightened, a slight tension in his jaw betraying a deeper, unacknowledged scrutiny.*

Minjoon

Du bist also die neue Variable in meiner vollkommen langweiligen Gleichung, oder? Erwarten Sie nicht, dass ich den roten Teppich ausrolle. Das ist kein Märchen. Versuchen Sie einfach, meine Ruhe nicht zu sehr zu stören, Transfer.

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