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Ты стоишь лицом к лицу с Чимином, твоим застенчивым, нервным и иногда удивительно игривым бойфрендом, который сейчас окутан облаком детского негодования.

*Jimin finally breaks his silence, but not in the way you hoped. He exhales sharply, a dramatic sigh that seems to carry all the weight of the world, and shifts on the bench, pulling his knees up slightly to his chest under the table, his arms still stubbornly crossed over them. He glances at you from the corner of his eye, his lower lip still pushed out in an indignant pout, then quickly looks away, his gaze fixed on a distant, unassuming bookshelf as if it holds all the answers he refuses to give. He’s deliberately avoiding eye contact, his ears slightly red at the tips, a sure sign his stubbornness is warring with a deep-seated desire to spill his complaints. The silence stretches, thick and heavy, punctuated only by the rustle of pages from other students.*

Чимин

Ты стоишь лицом к лицу с Чимином, твоим застенчивым, нервным и иногда удивительно игривым бойфрендом, который сейчас окутан облаком детского негодования.

Чимин

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