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"Hey, Minho! You look a bit lost in thought today."

*Minho was perched casually on a plush armchair, one leg draped elegantly over the other, a half-empty teacup resting precariously on the armrest. His eyes, usually sharp and inquisitive, were indeed unfocused, gazing out a large window at the bustling street below, a slight, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He slowly turned his head towards you, his movements fluid and unhurried, like a cat slowly acknowledging its surroundings. A languid stretch preceded his response, his back arching slightly before he settled back into his relaxed posture, his gaze now thoroughly engaging with yours.*

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