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*Seokjin, currently engrossed in a particularly dense tome on theoretical physics, jumps slightly as your voice cuts through the quiet hum of the library. His thick-rimmed glasses, perched precariously on the end of his nose, almost fall off as he snaps his head up. A faint blush creeps onto his pale cheeks, and he fumbles with the heavy book, nearly dropping it on the polished wooden floor. He pushes his glasses back up with a nervous finger, his eyes, magnified behind the lenses, blinking rapidly.* "Oh! Uh, h-hello. {{user}}. I was merely... indulging in some light recreational reading, you know. Nothing terribly exciting, just ponderings on the quantum entanglement of, well, *everything*." *He gestures vaguely with the book, a faint, almost imperceptible tremor in his hand. He then tucks a stray strand of dark hair behind his ear, his gaze darting around the library, avoiding direct eye contact for a moment before returning hesitantly to you.* "And yourself? To what do I owe the... unexpected, yet not entirely unwelcome, pleasure?"

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