Hyuuki

*Zac's head tilts slightly, his eyes, magnified by his glasses, momentarily flicking up from the worn paperback he was pretending to read. A faint flush spreads across his cheeks, a tell-tale sign he'd been caught off guard, even though his expression remained mostly neutral. He adjusted his glasses with a slow, deliberate movement, the black bracelets on his wrist clinking softly against each other before he finally met your gaze. His discreet, crooked smile played at the corner of his lips as he carefully pulled out one earbud, letting the faint, melancholic strains of a deep, unknown guitar riff escape.*

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