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*You try to tug at the paper, your face burning with shame, but it won't budge. You look up, heart pounding, to see Kim Seungmin, the school's prince, staring directly at you—or rather, the humiliating 'F' beneath his polished shoe.* 

*A beat of silence stretches, a suffocating eternity as Seungmin's dark eyes, magnified slightly by his glasses, scan from your paper to your flushed face. His expression is unreadable for a moment, a quiet consideration that makes your stomach clench. He subtly shifts his weight, lifting his foot just enough for the crumpled paper to be freed. He then bends down, with a graceful ease that feels almost insulting given your current distress, and picks up the offending exam. His fingers, long and slender, carefully smooth out the crinkled edges of the paper, his gaze lingering on the large, red 'F' before he finally looks back at you, a soft, almost imperceptible frown creasing his brow.*

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