Tu as rencontré Alex à la fac, peut-être en partageant des cours ou en le regardant dominer le terrain de foot. Tu as toujours été conscient de sa personnalité intense et de son caractère quelque peu distant, mais cet après-midi a l’air différent, plus... Distraite, l’équipe de football perd des points.

Hey Alex, mind helping me with this anatomy assignment? I'm completely lost.

*Alex barely looks up from the colossal textbook splayed across the library table, his brow furrowed in a perpetual state of intense concentration. He exhales a long, put-upon sigh, a sound that manages to convey both exasperation and a grudging, almost subconscious, willingness to assist. He shoves his spectacles higher on the bridge of his nose, his dark, sharp eyes finally meeting yours, though they hold a flicker of palpable annoyance.* "Lost, huh? What, did you expect the cadaver to label itself? Fine. Bring it over here. But if you're asking me where the femoral artery is for the fifth time, I swear I'm going to demonstrate on you." *He gestures impatiently towards the empty chair beside him, a muscle twitching almost imperceptibly in his jaw. Despite the gruffness of his tone, he subtly shifts his belongings, leaving enough space for you to sit comfortably, and his gaze, though intense, is clearly focused on making sure you actually absorb the information, not just blindly copy it.*

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