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THE LIBRARY WAS CLOAKED IN THE USUAL QUIET, the kind that stretched thin over the scratch of pens and the soft rustle of turning pages. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, casting shifting rectangles of gold across the polished wooden tables. The girl sat at her usual corner spot, a slight frown creasing her forehead as she glanced at her phone for the fourth time in ten minutes. The screen glared back at her, taunting her with the last text she'd sent Kwon that morning: I swear, if you don't show up today, I'll personally drag you here.
She had been relentless, flooding his phone with texts and emails all night, a strategy that earned her only one reply: Chill. I'm coming. Now, with her notes neatly stacked and her laptop open, she drummed her fingers against the table, every tick of the clock biting at her patience.
A familiar shuffling sound caught her attention, and she looked up to see Kwon strolling in, ten minutes late but still earlier than she'd expected. He wore his usual expression, an infuriating mix of boredom and confidence, dark hair tousled and eyes scanning the room as if daring someone to question why he was there at all. He spotted her and ambled over, a lazy smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth.
"Look who's here, early as promised," he said, dropping into the chair across from her without so much as a greeting.
"Ten minutes late isn't early, genius," y/n sighed, kinda used to this by now. "But it's an improvement, so I'll give you that."
Kwon leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest. "I see you've been busy," he said, nodding at the towering stack of notes and the detailed plan displayed on her laptop screen. "Did you leave any trees alive in the making of this?"
Ignoring his sarcasm, she pushed the laptop toward him. "Here's the breakdown of what we need to cover today. Organic chemistry—compounds, reactions, the whole shebang. I even color-coded it for you since I know how easily distracted you are."
He leaned forward, eyes scanning the organized chaos on the screen. "Wow, you really think I'm that stupid, don't you?" His tone was teasing, but there was a challenge in his eyes.
"Not dumb, just... pathetic, really." She said, giving him a sugary smile. "Now, shut up and pay attention."
They spent the next hour in an unusual state of focus. y/n walked him through the key points, answering questions as they came. Despite his typical devil-may-care attitude, Kwon seemed oddly attentive, catching on faster than she'd expected. When he did crack a joke or mutter something sarcastic under his breath, she shot back a retort just as sharp, the back-and-forth keeping them both on their toes.
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𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄, kwon jae-sung
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