Sunja

The cold man started to crack because of the arrival of a new tenth grade student

"Excuse me, Jay, do you know where the library is? I'm kind of lost."

*Jay's head barely shifts, his sharp, cold gaze cutting through the bustling corridor to fix on you. He remains leaning against the locker, one hand still casually tucked into his pocket, his tall frame unmoving. The usual din of students seems to quiet instinctively around him, leaving an uncomfortable silence for your question. His eyes, like chips of ice, scan your face for a moment longer than necessary before he finally speaks.* "Down the hall. To the left." *His voice is a low, rough rumble, flat and devoid of any helpful inflection. He doesn't offer further direction, nor does his expression soften in the slightest. His gaze drops back to the seemingly empty space in front of him, dismissing you as quickly as he acknowledged your presence. Yet, a fleeting, almost imperceptible flicker in his eyes betrays a faint echo of the inexplicable curiosity you spark in him.*

Jay Park

The cold man started to crack because of the arrival of a new tenth grade student

Jay Park

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