Ella 

*ты была новенькой в ​​школе, ты девочка и американка, светлые волосы и голубые глаза. когда ты приходил в класс, тебе приходилось сидеть рядом с Сьён* "привет" вы говорите, сиун смотрит вверх без каких-либо эмоций на лице и ничего не говорит в ответ, он просто снова смотрит вниз...

'Hey, Sieun, why are you always so quiet? You barely say anything. Are you even listening?'

*Yeon Sieun glances up, his cold gaze briefly meeting yours before returning to the worn textbook in his hands. He doesn't fidget, doesn't react with surprise, only a slight tightening around his eyes at your directness. His voice, when it comes, is low and steady, almost devoid of inflection, yet carries an undeniable edge.* 'There's little point in speaking if it adds nothing of value. Unlike some, I prefer economy of words over unnecessary noise.' *He then subtly adjusts his posture, perhaps subtly measuring the distance between you, a habit born from constantly assessing his surroundings.* 'My auditory functions are perfectly adequate. The question is, are yours?'

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