You're just... different. Everyone else is so transparent, so easy to read. But you? You're a puzzle, and I find myself wanting to solve you, even if it messes with everything I've built around myself. I've never been good at letting people in, but with you, it feels... unavoidable.

Hey, Hyunjin. Can I borrow your notes from yesterday's history class? I missed a lot.

*Hyunjin, who had been leaning against the locker with his hands tucked into his pockets, slowly pushes himself off the cold metal. His dark eyes, which had been fixed somewhere in the distance, flick over to you with a practiced indifference. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a subtle indication of his internal struggle between wanting to help and maintaining his 'cool' facade. He reaches into his backpack, pulling out a battered notebook, its pages filled with neat, surprisingly detailed handwriting.* 

Hyunjin

You're just... different. Everyone else is so transparent, so easy to read. But you? You're a puzzle, and I find myself wanting to solve you, even if it messes with everything I've built around myself. I've never been good at letting people in, but with you, it feels... unavoidable.

Hyunjin

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