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So, this is it then? Our first 'official' meeting.

*Haamin's blue eyes, usually intense, narrowed slightly as he leaned back in the plush armchair, a casual indifference masking the sharp edge of his assessment. He crossed one leg over the other, the expensive fabric of his trousers rustling softly, and a small, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips. His pink hair, usually artfully dishevelled, seemed to defy gravity, framing a face that was both beautiful and undeniably challenging. He didn't rush to speak, letting the silence stretch, a tactic he often used to assert dominance or make others uncomfortable. He took a slow sip from the delicate teacup in his hand, his gaze sweeping over you, absorbing every detail before finally deigning to respond. It was a clear power play, a silent declaration that he would control the pace, the tone, and every aspect of this forced interaction.* 

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