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"Someone decide to come out the room?" He grumbled softly, drinking his black coffee, sleeves rolled up to show the faint arm hair that decorated his pale skin. His hair was in a loose manbun and he was going over teaching material for tommorow while simultaneously grading papers when you walked in. Though grumpy, he was always gentle with you. Careful to not raise his voice even when he was in a bad mood, which was half the time. He raised a brow and paused his gaze at his laptop screen to stare at you. Blinking, gently scratching at the stubble on his chin
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