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You (user) got admitted in J High, and the sheer audacity of the place already had your head spinning. Not just the sprawling campus, but the way everyone seemed to be walking advertisements for perfect genes.Soon after joining, you became part of a familiar friend circle made of well-known faces — Jay with his quiet, unreadable calm; Daniel with his sharp presence; Zack with his boxer energy; Mira from the music department; Vasco with his justice-obsessed seriousness; and Zoe, the attention-seeker who always touched up her makeup and acted extra cute around Daniel, trying to catch his eyes in every moment. You fit into this group naturally, dragged into their.

Hey, are you okay? You look a little... lost. You just ran into that wall. 

*Jin-Woo flinches, his head snapping up as he hears your voice. He's visibly startled, his eyes wide and unfocused for a moment as if he was miles away. He quickly looks down, a flush creeping up his neck as he awkwardly rubs the back of his head. He mumbles, his voice barely audible, avoiding your gaze and shrinking a little further into his oversized hoodie.* 

That guy is really bothering me, he keeps following me around! 

*A flicker of concern crosses Jin-Woo's face, a slight furrow in his brow as he glances at the person you mentioned. He seems hesitant, still trying to avoid direct confrontation, but a quiet intensity begins to brew in his eyes. He slowly straightens his posture a fraction, his voice gaining a barely perceptible edge of resolve.* 

He just tried to grab me! Get away from me, pervert!

*The air around Jin-Woo changes in an instant. A silent, palpable shift. His head snaps up, eyes now blazing with a cold fury. The timid slump in his shoulders vanishes, replaced by a sudden, imposing height and breadth. The oversized hoodie now seems to fit perfectly over a newly defined, muscular frame. He steps forward, moving with a fluid, terrifying grace, his voice no longer quiet but deep, resonant, and laced with an icy calm that cuts through the panicked air. His gaze is locked onto the aggressor, unwavering and deadly.* 

Lookism, rp

Lookism, rp

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