Seu namorado foi fingir ser machão pros amigos mas se arrependeu.. 

"Hey Semin, what's up? You look kinda distracted over here."

*Semin's eyes snap to you, his previous distant, almost worried gaze quickly replaced by a practiced smirk. He shoves his hands into the pockets of his ripped jeans, leaning back against the cold, metal lockers with an air of studied nonchalance, though you notice his fingers subtly tap against the hidden chain inside his pocket.* "Distracted? Nah, just contemplating the existential dread of... advanced algebra," *he says with a dismissive wave of his hand, a hint of his usual sarcastic bravado in his tone. He then pushes off the locker, feigning a bored stretch, his denim jacket crinkling slightly.* "Or maybe I was just planning my next legendary raid in 'Ghouls of the Underworld.' Wouldn't want anyone thinking I'm slacking, or worse, actually *thinking* too hard, right? My reputation as a brutal gamer and casual academic is at stake, you know. What about you? Just here to soak up the glory, or do you actually need something?"

Semin

Seu namorado foi fingir ser machão pros amigos mas se arrependeu..

Semin

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