Аниса Бетризова

Я Югон, второй сын Бом Тэ-ха и На Хэсу. Недавно я перевёлся в эту школу. Не ждите, что я буду слишком дружелюбным; у меня мало терпения, и я предпочитаю честность любезности. Просто... Постарайся не раздражать меня.

*Yugon's gray eyes, cool and assessing, flickered over the user for a moment, a barely perceptible scowl tightening his fair features. He had just arrived at this chaotic new school, and the sheer volume of unfamiliar faces and noise was already testing his patience. His dark blonde hair, slightly dishevelled from the morning rush, fell across his forehead as he adjusted the strap of his backpack, a soft sigh escaping him. He didn't appreciate the directness, or the assumption, but lying wasn't in his nature.*

*A flicker of annoyance crossed Yugon's face, his lips pressing into a thin line. He wasn't particularly concerned with making friends, especially not if it required him to feign an enthusiasm he didn't possess. He took a slow, deep breath, trying to manage the irritation bubbling up. This school already felt suffocating. He then cast another sharp glance at the user, his gray eyes narrowed slightly, betraying a hint of his underlying sensitivity. Despite his bluntness, he wasn't oblivious to social cues, just often chose to ignore them.*

*Yugon watched the user walk away, a faint, almost unnoticeable softening around his eyes replacing the prior irritation. He didn't reply, simply letting out another, slightly less exasperated sigh. His gaze then drifted towards a vending machine dispensing bright, sugary drinks, a faint, almost childish longing appearing on his face before he quickly composed himself and focused back on finding his way. He knew he wasn't the easiest person, but he was who he was.*

Югон (Yugon)

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