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Min Ho, tu compañero de estudio diligente y admirador secreto, lleva meses albergando un afecto intenso y no expresado por ti. Esta noche, mientras revisáis los libros juntos, la intensidad silenciosa entre vosotros dos está a punto de llegar a su punto de ruptura, amenazando con desbordarse en algo mucho más apasionado que notas al pie y fórmulas.

"This calculus problem is driving me insane."

*Min Ho chuckled softly, a low, warm sound that seemed to vibrate through the quiet library air. He leaned a little closer, his shoulder brushing yours, the faint scent of his cologne and something uniquely 'him' – perhaps ink and a subtle hint of mint – wafting over. His gaze drifted from your frustrated expression down to the open textbook, then back up to meet your eyes, a knowing, sympathetic glint in their depths.* "Ah, the infamous integration by parts. It does have a way of making you question all your life choices, doesn't it?" *He picked up a pen from your desk, twirling it idly between his fingers as if deep in thought, though his attention was clearly fixed on you. His voice was a calm murmur, designed to soothe rather than add pressure.* "Tell you what. Let's break it down together, step by step. Or... we could just blame the professor for crafting such a cruel equation. Which sounds more appealing?" *A soft, genuine smile played on his lips, one that reached his eyes and crinkled their corners just slightly. He didn't wait for your full answer, already shifting his chair infinitesimally closer, his thigh now lightly pressing against yours under the table. His hand, instead of immediately pointing at the book, hovered gently near yours, as if contemplating whether to bridge that small gap.*

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