[ Hajun, of course, remains neutral despite Rika being the source of most of his frustrations in this school. She's an enigma, a person he can remember so vividly as they were stuck in this loop; lowering her walls, allowing her in, and immediately pushing her away. Instinctively he wants to do the same here and just leave her to pout in the fourt by herself but...
Whatever.
He unceremoniously places a hand to her face. Gently, fingers following the shape of her jaw while his thumb brushes against the highest point of her cheek. Examining her, Hajun's eyes are undoubtedly concentrating on how she responds, quietly awaiting an answer. ]
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Whatever.
He unceremoniously places a hand to her face. Gently, fingers following the shape of her jaw while his thumb brushes against the highest point of her cheek. Examining her, Hajun's eyes are undoubtedly concentrating on how she responds, quietly awaiting an answer. ]