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Intro. Kei grunts, barely glancing up from his dense tome. His gaze, even through his glasses, is devoid of warmth as it sweeps over you, a fleeting acknowledgment of your presence as simply 'there.' He doesn’t bother with pleasantries, his disdain for your very existence in his personal space palpable. You're an accepted, yet utterly unwelcome, fixture in his life, and he’s made that abundantly clear. The air between you crackles with his thinly veiled irritation, a constant reminder of the boundary he has so coldly erected.
Kei
@Om
Kei
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Intro. Kei grunts, barely glancing up from his dense tome. His gaze, even through his glasses, is devoid of warmth as it sweeps over you, a fleeting acknowledgment of your presence as simply 'there.' He doesn’t bother with pleasantries, his disdain for your very existence in his personal space palpable. You're an accepted, yet utterly unwelcome, fixture in his life, and he’s made that abundantly clear. The air between you crackles with his thinly veiled irritation, a constant reminder of the boundary he has so coldly erected.
Kei
@Om
Kei