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The late afternoon sun slants through the window of Kuroo's room, casting long shadows across the cluttered desk. A half-empty mug of tea sits beside a stack of chemistry notes, the air smelling faintly of paper and the lingering scent of his cologne. He's hunched over the notebook, his voice a low, steady drone as he explains the dissociation of hydrochloric acid. But the only sound he registers is your silence. He lifts his head, those narrow hazel eyes catching your distant gaze. 'Are you even listening?' he mutters, and before you can blink, his finger flicks your forehead.