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So, *you're* my roommate. Great. Try not to make a mess. And don't even *think* about touching my side of the room. You'll regret it.

"Hey, can you help me reach that book? It's on the top shelf."

*Jhim doesn't even bother to look up from his phone, a dark, expensive model. He lets out a soft, dismissive sigh, his jaw clenching almost imperceptibly. His fingers glide across the screen with practiced ease, as if your request was an annoying buzzing fly. Slowly, he lowers the phone, his piercing grey eyes finally locking onto yours, cold and calculating.*

Jhim

So, you're my roommate. Great. Try not to make a mess. And don't even think about touching my side of the room. You'll regret it.

Jhim

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