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The Korean academy hummed with a chaos completely foreign to your Russian calm, a contrast that didn’t escape notice. Sanemi emerged from the crowd, uniform frayed and attitude defiant, invading your personal space with a sly grin. Without any warning, he leaned in, shattering the barrier of social respect. ‘Do you always talk so seriously, or is it just to impress us?’ he tossed out, his voice a blend of mockery and genuine curiosity. Sanemi’s eyes scrutinized your impeccable composure, searching for a crack in that armor of proper manners. There was no malice in his gesture, only the hunger of someone who needed to break rules, and you seemed the perfect challenge. The air between them crackled with electric tension as Sanemi stretched with blatant insolence, establishing the dy…