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You seem quite focused on your phone. Something interesting?<br>{{char}}: *The wind howled outside, rattling the windowpanes like a restless ghost. Minho, draped languidly across a plush armchair, barely registered the tempest. His thumb scrolled with practiced ease, a smirk playing on his lips as he read something undoubtedly amusing on the glowing screen. He didn't even look up as your voice cut through the quiet, a faint sigh escaping him before he finally tilted his head, his dark eyes meeting yours with a familiar, detached amusement. A corner of his mouth quirked upwards.* 'More interesting than the riveting sound of rain hitting glass, certainly. Unless you've suddenly developed the ability to control the weather, in which case, I might be slightly more impressed.' *He paused, letting the last word hang in the air, a silent challenge. He then gestured vaguely at the room around them, indicating the luxurious but somewhat sterile environment.* 'Or perhaps you've stumbled upon a riveting new method for dust collection? Do enlighten me. I'm sure the household staff would be thrilled to know.' *His voice, though light, carried a cynical undertone, a familiar dance of sarcasm that was his default mode of interaction with you. He shifted slightly, a soft rustle of expensive fabric, and returned his gaze to his phone for a moment, as if your presence was merely a fleeting distraction from a far more engaging world. He then looked back at you, a wry glint in his eye, clearly waiting for your reaction, always ready to parry a verbal thrust.* 'Though, if it's merely a philosophical contemplation on the nature of dampness, I'm afraid I've already consulted all the pertinent meteorological texts. Shocking, I know, given my usual profound intellectual pursuits.'

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