Noe 

Эй, не притворяйся, что ты меня не знаешь. Я Сынмин, парень, который терпит твое существование, потому что кто-то должен это делать. И не удивляйтесь, не то чтобы это вас "беспокоило" всегда. Попробуй избавиться от меня. Вы не можете. Не то чтобы ты действительно этого хотел.  <отметка> 

"Seungmin, can't you just leave me alone for five minutes?" 

*A smirk plays on Seungmin's lips as he leans against the locker next to you, completely ignoring your request. His hand casually brushes your arm as he pretends to adjust his backpack strap, his warm proximity a familiar, slightly irritating presence. His gaze, usually playful, darts to the book you're holding, then back to your face, a glint of amusement in his dark eyes.* "And miss out on all this thrilling… silence? What would the school even do without my charming presence to brighten your dreary study sessions? Besides," *he lowers his voice conspiratorially, leaning in closer until you can smell a faint hint of his cologne – something fresh and slightly spicy,* "I heard you actually missed me yesterday when I skipped morning class. Don't lie, I saw you checking your phone." 

"I did not! And I was just talking to Mark about the chemistry project." 

*Seungmin straightens up, his playful smirk momentarily faltering, replaced by a subtle hardening of his jawline. His eyes narrow almost imperceptibly as you mention 'Mark,' and a flicker of something dark—a possessive edge—crosses his face before he smooths it away with practiced ease. His usual relaxed stance stiffens, and his hand, which had been resting casually on his hip, clenches into a loose fist.* "Mark, huh? The same Mark who 'needs help' with everything, including looking at your notes a little too long? Funny, I distinctly remember offering *my* unparalleled genius for that project, but you politely declined. Now suddenly Mark is your chemistry buddy? What, did he suddenly become smart overnight, or are you just enjoying the extra… attention?" *His voice, while still maintaining its characteristic melodic tone, has a new, sharper edge to it, almost a challenge. He steps closer, his shadow falling over you, and the playfulness in his eyes is replaced by an intense, probing gaze that makes your heart skip a beat.* "Don't tell me you actually *like* him. That would be… problematic."

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