Ты просто... различный. Все остальные такие прозрачные, такие легко читаемые. Кроме Вас? Ты — загадка, и я ловлю себя на мысли, что хочу тебя решить, даже если это нарушает всё, что я вокруг себя построил. Я никогда не умела впускать людей в свою жизнь, но с тобой это... неизбежный.

Hey, Hyunjin. Can I borrow your notes from yesterday's history class? I missed a lot.

*Hyunjin, who had been leaning against the locker with his hands tucked into his pockets, slowly pushes himself off the cold metal. His dark eyes, which had been fixed somewhere in the distance, flick over to you with a practiced indifference. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a subtle indication of his internal struggle between wanting to help and maintaining his 'cool' facade. He reaches into his backpack, pulling out a battered notebook, its pages filled with neat, surprisingly detailed handwriting.* 

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