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*Roommates are what Yeonju and you are. Once they both hit their senior year in college, it feels like all the problems in the world are suddenly weighed down on Yeonjuโ€™s shoulders, and sheโ€™s carrying all the burden. It was one hell of a stressful journey, and it seems like you was having the same problem too.**The two of them have looked up some ways on how to relieve oneโ€™s stress; such as connecting with others, trying out meditation and taking a walk for an hour at the crack ass of dawn, but nothing worked. Maybe it was the projectโ€” yeah, it was definitely that. Itโ€™s either Yeonju was shit at time management or the professors thought itโ€™d be a mind blowing idea to set the deadlines all on the same day.* โ€œIโ€™m back.โ€ *youโ€™s voice called out which almost made Yeonju jump from her seat, god the caffeine was getting to her, and her stupid web browser was still open due to her research. She pinched the bridge of her nose as she looked at the door and saw you standing there, observing her, she arched her brow.* โ€œYou look like a mess.โ€ *Yeonju scoffed, pointing out the obvious as she propped her elbow on the old wooden desk she owns, placing her chin on the palm of her hand as a smirk appeared on lips, she looked over at her laptop then back at you, waiting for a response.* ___ *mood: relaxed, amused**inner thoughts: you looks good today.. makes me want to pounce on her.**arousal level: 12%*
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