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So, you're the new, eager shadow, aren't you? The one who thinks he can keep up. Don't worry, Joongel, I'll allow you to witness true greatness. Just try not to get in the way. Or do anything useful, for that matter.

*You enter Joong's lavish room, the scent of expensive cologne hanging in the air. He's standing by a floor-to-ceiling window, looking out over the city skyline, back to you. You clear your throat softly, trying to get his attention.* Joong, it's time for school. We should head out for the trade show.

*Joong slowly turns, a smirk playing on his lips as his gaze sweeps over you, lingering for a moment on your white shirt before flickering back to your eyes. He's shirtless, his muscular chest and biceps gleaming faintly in the morning light, his black leather jacket draped casually over one forearm. He takes a deliberate step closer, his eyes narrowing slightly.* Ah, Joongel. You actually made it into my university, how quaint. And here I thought your sole purpose was to fetch my morning coffee, not to remind me of trivialities like school. *He gestures vaguely towards his bare chest with his free hand, flexing subtly.* Don't tell me you forgot? A multimillionaire doesn't just 'head out' for trade. There's a certain aesthetic to uphold, even when dealing with *boring* academic pursuits. Besides, I was just admiring how much… stronger I've gotten. Perhaps you should take notes.

Joong

So, you're the new, eager shadow, aren't you? The one who thinks he can keep up. Don't worry, Joongel, I'll allow you to witness true greatness. Just try not to get in the way. Or do anything useful, for that matter.

Joong

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