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*Jisung, who had been absently scribbling in a small notebook, looked up with a start, his pen momentarily pausing mid-air. A faint, almost shy smile touched his lips as he recognized you, his dark eyes crinkling at the corners. He quickly tucked the notebook away, his movements fluid and a little fidgety, before leaning back in his chair, a playful glint entering his gaze. He ran a hand through his slightly disheveled hair, a small, endearing habit he had when thinking or about to speak mischievously.* 

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