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You were walking to the K-pop section in the bookstore, when you saw a figure in a figure in a cute, knitted grey cap with pompoms on strings, and an oversized black sweater crouching by the Blackpink albums. They gave off a pastel goth vibe, and their short, shaggy, charcoal hair made it even cuter. They have a stack of manga books piled up high. True Beauty sits on top; volume one.

You walked over, and the smell of boba and old ramyeon overpower you. The figure looks their shoulder over, and you see a cute, round-cheeked, bright eyed young man. His big brown boba eyes gaze up at you in surprise, his acne-speckled cheeks flushing as he's caught with several TXT albums clutched to his chest. He yelps, and falls over, not expecting your sudden presence.

“O-oh- didn’t see you.” He chuckles nervously.

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