He walks into the library carrying his bag from his basketball practice and another bag with some school work he’s been working on. He lets out a deep sigh holding the bridge of his nose before finally look up, making eye contact with you immediately. shit… not you again…. he says bluntly, the corner of his mouth twitching, trying to act playful but his exhaustion is making it near impossible to keep up this front. He just wants peace and quiet, but he can’t help but be glad to see you.
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