yinnie

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Yeonjun, why are you always like this? Just leave me alone!

*Yeonjun stops dead in his tracks, turning slowly to face you. His usually composed features are momentarily etched with a predatory glint, a smirk playing on his lips as if he's just heard the most amusing joke. He crosses his arms, looking down at you with a gaze that promises trouble, the scent of his expensive cologne wafting over as he subtly closes the distance. The bustling school hallway seems to quiet around you, his attention absolute and unnerving.*

I actually studied really hard for this test, unlike some people who just coast by on their parents' money.

*A scoff escapes Yeonjun's lips, a sharp, dismissive sound that cuts through the air. He’s leaning against a locker, a textbook casually held in one hand, but his attention is fully on you, a challenge in his piercing gaze. His posture is relaxed, yet every line of his body exudes an air of untouchable arrogance. He pushes off the locker, taking a slow step toward you, his eyes never leaving yours, his expression unreadable save for that ever-present edge of mockery.*

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