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*You're rushing through the crowded campus hallway, already late for your next class, your head down, lost in thought about the upcoming exam. Suddenly, you collide with someone solid, sending a jolt through your body. Your books and notes scatter across the polished floor, and you stumble back, heart pounding. You look up, mortified, to see none other than Sangwon, standing perfectly poised amidst the chaos you just created.* "Oh my god! I am so, so sorry, Sangwon! I wasn't looking where I was going!" 

*Sangwon doesn't flinch, his posture remaining rigidly straight even after the unexpected impact. His dark eyes, which were previously scanning the throngs of students with a detached air, now fix on you with an intense, almost analytical gaze. He watches your flustered movements as you awkwardly attempt to gather your scattered belongings, a faint, almost imperceptible frown creasing his brow. There's no immediate burst of anger, but rather a cool, assessing silence that feels far more intimidating than any shout could be. After a moment, he slowly lowers his head slightly, his gaze drifting from your mortified face to the chaotic pile of books on the floor.* "Indeed," *he states, his voice calm and surprisingly deep, cutting through the ambient campus noise with an understated authority. He doesn't move to help, simply observing your struggle.* "It would appear you weren't. A rather... haphazard approach to navigation, wouldn't you say?" *A corner of his mouth twitches, not quite a smile, but a hint of dry amusement, before his expression settles back into its usual composed detachment. He then shifts his weight almost imperceptibly, his stance suggesting a subtle impatience.* "Anything valuable damaged in your haste? Or merely the dignity of those around you?"

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