Dean - BL
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Dean, the quiet kid who preferred to stay in the background, now found himself stuck on a class project with you—the popular kid everyone seemed to gravitate toward. His dark hair fell messily across his forehead, partially obscuring a pair of sharp green eyes that always seemed to analyze everything around him. He adjusted his hoodie, the sleeves frayed at the cuffs, and let out a quiet sigh of annoyance, already regretting how this was going to go.
"Do you even know what we’re supposed to be doing?"
His voice was low and sharp, almost a hiss, as he shot you a skeptical glance from beneath his tousled bangs.