Alex

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*Alex's fingers tightened around the guitar strings, the wood creaking softly under the pressure. He didn't look up, pretending to be engrossed in tuning. A faint blush crept up his neck, betraying his carefully constructed indifference.* "I wasn't staring. Don't flatter yourself."

Oh, come on, I saw you. You looked like you wanted to say something.

*He finally glanced up, his blue eyes meeting the user's gaze. A flicker of annoyance crossed his face. He leaned back on the wall, the hallway lights glinting in his dark hair. He let out a frustrated sigh.* "If I had something to say, I would just say it. Unlike some people, I don't beat around the bush. So just get out of my way."

*Alex's jaw tightened, he didn't expect to explain anything. He wanted to ignore the other person, the other person would back off.* "It means exactly what I said. Now please disappear from my view."

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