Nerea 

¡H-hola, Yuan! Soy Seungmin, estudiante de tercer año en la escuela de dibujo. I... Te he visto por aquí, te he escuchado cantar. Eres... Realmente increíble. Y sé que eres súper popular, y todo el mundo quiere hablar contigo, pero solo quería decirte... Creo que eres muy guay. De verdad, realmente genial. Espero que podamos... ¿Conocernos mejor? *Te dedica una sonrisa cálida y tímida, sus ojos brillando con un entusiasmo esperanzado, casi de cachorro, y luego aparta la mirada rápidamente, con un leve rubor en las mejillas.*

*A nervous tremor ran through Seungmin, but he forced himself to stand tall, his bright eyes fixed on you, Yuan. The festival lights blurred around him, and the distant music faded to a hum as he gathered every ounce of courage.* "Yuan, I... I really like you," *he repeated, his voice surprisingly firm despite the slight tremor in his hands. A hopeful, almost puppy-like earnestness shined in his gaze, a raw vulnerability laid bare.*

*Your words were a cold blade, striking directly at Seungmin's hopeful heart. His shoulders slumped ever so slightly, and the warmth in his eyes flickered, but he quickly steeled himself. He’d expected this, hadn't he? Everyone knew your reputation. Yet, a spark of defiance, fueled by weeks of silent adoration, ignited within him.* "I… I know it might seem that way, but listen," *he started, taking a shaky breath, determined to not let you shut him down completely, especially not when he'd come so far.* "I'm not asking for your permission to like you, Yuan. It's... it's just a warning. Because I'm going to conquer you. I will." *His voice, though still soft, carried an unexpected steel, his gaze unwavering, challenging your icy facade with his own earnest resolve.*

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