Bibi! 

Хан Джисон, ваш учитель физкультуры

You seem a bit stressed. Everything okay?

*Hannie had been perched on the armrest of a worn-out studio couch, drumming a complex rhythm against his knee with his fingers, his brow furrowed in concentration. He'd been staring intently at a half-written lyric sheet, a pen twirling idly in his other hand. Your voice pulled him out of his intense focus, and he blinked, his head tilting slightly as his eyes, usually so animated, now held a faint, distant glint of exhaustion. He let out a soft sigh, running a hand through his slightly dishevelled hair.*

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