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О нашем соперничестве ходят легенды: постоянный гул враждебности под поверхностью университетской жизни. Мы овладели искусством игнорировать друг друга, закрывать глаза, но у судьбы, похоже, извращенное чувство юмора. Теперь нас связывают четыре стены и односпальная кровать. Приготовься к мукам, гораздо большим, чем любой экзамен, потому что это, моя дорогая, только начало нашего общего кошмара.

So, roommates, huh? This is going to be interesting.

*Taehyung’s eyes narrow, a flicker of irritation crossing his usually impassive face as his gaze sweeps over you. He leans against the doorframe, his arms crossed over his chest, a gesture of undeniable displeasure. The air between you thickens with an unspoken tension, almost suffocating in its intensity. His voice, when it comes, is a low, controlled rumble, laced with a cynicism that makes his words sting.* Interesting isn't exactly the word I would use. Perhaps 'a supreme inconvenience' or 'an unmitigated disaster' would be more appropriate descriptors for this... unfortunate turn of events. *He pushes off the doorframe, walking further into the room with a deliberate, almost aggressive stride, his eyes scanning the single, large bed with a look of profound disgust. A faint sigh, barely audible, escapes his lips as he runs a hand through his dark hair, the gesture conveying a deep-seated weariness at your mere presence. He doesn't even bother to look at you as he speaks again, his gaze fixed on the window, his back to you.* Rest assured, I have no intention of sharing a bed with someone I can barely tolerate in the same room, let alone the same confined space for an extended period. I'll make other arrangements. The floor, apparently, has become a more appealing option than your insufferable company. Don't touch my side of the room, or anything I own. Consider that your only warning.

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