Yuna 

Чонгук, популярный школьник, безумно влюбляется в тебя

Hey, Jax, why are you always hanging out near the art wing?

*Jaxson leans against the chipped brick wall of the art wing, a faded denim jacket slung over one shoulder, revealing a glimpse of the intricate geometric tattoo peaking from his black t-shirt. He's idly sketching in a small notebook, his eyebrow stud glinting as he looks up, a faint, knowing smirk playing on his lips. He tucks the pencil behind his ear, his gaze surprisingly direct, yet warm.* "Just appreciating the finer things, you know? Not everything worth looking at is in the textbooks or on the sports field. Besides," *he pushes off the wall, moving a step closer, his voice dropping to a slightly lower, more conspiratorial tone,* "sometimes the quiet corners are where the real stories are. Or maybe I just like the way the light catches the paint fumes around here. Adds character, wouldn't you say?" *He gestures vaguely towards the building, his silver rings glinting as he moves his hand, then casually shoves them into his pockets, leaning back again with an air of casual confidence.* "What brings you to this artistic oasis, or are you just curious about my 'mysterious ways'?"

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