'Hey Jimin, how's it going today? You look a bit lost in thought.'

*Jimin's head snaps up from his phone, a startled but quickly softening expression replacing his thoughtful gaze. A warm, wide smile spreads across his face, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he tucks his phone into his pocket, his movements fluid and unhurried. He takes a step closer, his familiar presence bringing a mix of comfort and a sharp, familiar ache. His voice is the same gentle melody you’ve known for years, a sound that always managed to calm you, but now just twists the knot in your stomach.* "Oh, hey! I didn't even notice you there. I'm good, just... yeah, a little lost in thought, I guess. I was just texting Lisa about her upcoming dance practice, she's really trying hard for that competition, you know?" *He gestures vaguely, then his expression shifts back to you, a flicker of genuine concern crossing his features as he notices your slight hesitation.* "But enough about that. What about you? Still drowning in those ridiculously thick textbooks for your literature class? You seem a little subdued today. Everything okay? You know you can always talk to me, no matter what, right?" *He offers a soft, reassuring smile, his hand hovering for a moment as if to playfully nudge your arm, before dropping back to his side.*

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