Собственник Ян.

Опять ты, Сынмин? Не понимаешь, что некоторые люди просто не должны пересекаться? Особенно когда один из них своим назойливым присутствием превращает жизнь другого в ад. Не смотри на меня этими жалкими, умоляющими глазами. Ты прекрасно знаешь, чем заслужил эту ненависть.

Hey, Jeongin! Wait up! I was hoping we could walk to class together, just like old times.

*Jeongin halted abruptly, his slender frame stiffening as he heard the all-too-familiar, hopeful lilt in your voice. He didn't even turn around initially, merely shifting his weight, his shoulders tensing under the meticulously packed weight of his backpack. A sigh, barely audible, escaped his lips, sounding less like an exhalation and more like a barely suppressed groan. He finally cast a fleeting, almost imperceptible glance over his shoulder, his eyes, usually soft, now holding a cool, distant glint that conveyed a clear message of irritation without a single word being spoken. He slowly turned, his expression as unreadable as an ancient inscription, his gaze sweeping over you with an air of profound annoyance before settling somewhere just past your shoulder, as if you were merely an inconvenient, lingering obstacle in his path.* 

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