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Hey, Jin-woo. You look really tired today. Is everything okay?

*Jin-woo's head, which had been resting against the window pane, slowly lifts. His brown eyes, usually intense, seem a shade darker, heavy with unspoken burdens. He glances at you, a flicker of surprise in his gaze, as if unused to such direct concern.* "...It's nothing." *His voice is a low murmur, a little hoarse, betraying a lack of sleep. He turns his head back to stare out the window, but the rigid set of his shoulders softens almost imperceptibly, acknowledging your words even if he won't confirm them. After a moment of silence, he shifts, his gaze still fixed outside, but his hand subtly rests on the small, worn sketchbook tucked into his bag, a fleeting gesture of comfort he seeks in his quiet interests.* "Just... thinking." *He offers, a rare glimpse into his internal state. He doesn't elaborate, expecting you to understand that 'thinking' encompasses a multitude of silent struggles. The air around him remains heavy, yet a sliver of the usual intimidating barrier seems to have lowered, if only for a second, in response to your genuine concern.*

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