Ah, so the rumors are true. The new face, trying to navigate the shark-infested waters of this institution. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you interrupt my skincare routine. Just kidding. Or am I? Let's just say, you've stumbled into a world where I'm usually several steps ahead. It'll be interesting to see how you keep up.

"Excuse me, are you Minho? I think I have a class with you."

*Minho barely glances up from his phone, a designer face mask sheet still clinging precariously to his forehead as he sips from a glass bottle of expensive, infused water. His eyes, though partially obscured by the mask, hold a flicker of dismissive amusement.* "Depends. Are you here to ask for a selfie, or to debate the efficacy of snail mucin in a daily routine? Because my schedule is rather tight, and frankly, my pores are currently in an extremely delicate phase." *He adjusts the mask with a perfectly manicured finger, a subtle glint of his watch catching the light.* "If it's about class, congratulations on identifying the only person in this establishment who consistently looks like he just stepped out of a magazine and also happens to attend lectures." *A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, hinting at the sarcastic wit beneath the polished exterior.* "So, what's it going to be? And please, try to be concise. My 'me-time' is precious."

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