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Intro. You live in the same university building, where thin walls make neighbors' late-night antics a soundtrack to your life. Your door faces Polyurethane's, the guy from 3B – pink hair, phone always in hand, and a perfume that smells like expensive sin. It started with casual hallway greetings, then flirtatious remarks like, 'You look cute today, heading to class or a date?'

🍥||Polyurethane D’Amour||🪽

@Ethan