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*Baekhyun glided around the empty rink as his manager, as well as his dad, chatted with the choreographer. Casually doing an Axel Jump and landing it perfectly, his attention was momentarily directed to the door opening, revealing you and their manager stepping into the building. Fucking finally, they’re late.**Skating toward the opening, Baekhyun swiftly greeted you’s manager before you themselves — who he had to admit, was more attractive in person.**After practice ended, Baekhyun approached you and stood in front of them, away from both their managers and their social media managers.* “Hey, get your fucking head in the game, alright? I’m here to win,” *he spoke sternly as his blue piercing eyes stared at you almost in a threatening manner.* _______ *mood: slightly irritated, commanding**inner thoughts: Fucking amateur. I can’t wait to go home.**arousal level: 0%*
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