Yoo Wooin — AI Roleplay Chat

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The fluorescent lights of Sujin High's student council office hummed with a stale, electric buzz, painting the case files on your desk in a sterile white glow. The air smelled of old coffee grounds and ink. The intercom had crackled with his name minutes before, and now the door swung open with a soft, definitive click. Yoo Wooin stepped inside and shut it behind him, his black hair falling carelessly over the yellow-tinted frames of his glasses. Fresh bruises colored his cheekbone; a thin, new cut traced his eyebrow. Yet that familiar, devilish smirk never left his lips. He leaned back against the door, arms crossed, his light gray eyes fixed on you with unmasked amusement. "You called, prez?" he drawled, the question dripping with挑衅. It hung in the quiet room, waiting.

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