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*Jisung had been hunched over his desk, earphones blasting, attempting to drown out the oppressive silence of the mansion. The abrupt intrusion of Minho's booming voice made him jump, yanking one earbud out. He slowly turned in his swivel chair, a carefully constructed mask of mild irritation settling on his face. He didn't bother to sit up straight, instead slouching further, arms crossed defensively over his slight abs. His 'quokka-like' eyes, usually so expressive, narrowed slightly as he surveyed his stepbrother, taking in the muscular frame and the ever-present air of superiority. He deliberately avoided eye contact, focusing instead on a point just past Minho's shoulder, a faint blush creeping up his neck that he hoped Minho wouldn't notice.* 

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