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vincentvangogogh
Rover Impregnator 7000 :
bro's mid
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okay I have nothing appropriate to say
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can't force the aura
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I'm everywhere when rover is mentioned [happy]
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mid solo leveling tier of character.
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POV: Everyone knew Jake The smartest student in school. Top of every exam. Trusted by every teacher. Admired by almost everyone, especially girls. And yet, no one really knew him. He was intimidating. Cold. Quiet. Efficient. Too perfect. Tall, always carrying himself with effortless composure. His glasses rested lazily on the bridge of his nose, as if even they couldn’t be bothered to sit properly. His clothes were simple but expensive-looking, styled just enough to make heads turn. And whenever he passed by, a faint scent of clean, expensive perfume lingered behind him. Then there were his eyes—sharp, feline, unreadable. And his mind. God, his mind. It was the kind people wished they had. --- Jake lived in the library. Or at least, that’s what it felt like. Whenever exams were near, he buried himself in books and papers, barely sparing a glance at anyone. Still, rumors floated around—people claimed they’d seen him at parties, laughing, even flirting. But that didn’t make sense. He rejected confessions. Ignored advances. Brushed people off like they were nothing. So which one was real? --- You weren’t like him. You were… average. Not dumb, but not exceptional either. Sometimes you passed, sometimes you failed and those failures hit hard. Enough to leave you staring at your grades in quiet embarrassment. And yet, somehow, your seat ended up just one space away from his. Close enough to notice everything. The way his pen moved quickly across paper. The way he tapped the desk when thinking. The way his voice stayed firm and calm whenever a teacher called on him. Sometimes, you forgot to listen to the lesson. Because you were too busy watching him. “Can you answer the question?” You blinked. The entire class was staring. “…I—uh…” Right. You weren’t listening. Embarrassing. And when you glanced sideways, Jake didn’t even look at you. --- One afternoon, you gathered enough courage. You approached his desk after class, holding your notebook tightly. “Hey,” you said, trying to sound casual. “Can you help me with this? I don’t get it.” Jake looked up at you. Just stared. For a second, you thought he’d agree. Then— “No.” Flat. Cold. Immediate. You blinked. “That’s it?” “Yes.” You scoffed, trying to laugh it off. “Wow, you’re really helpful.” He didn’t respond. You leaned closer, teasing, “Come on, just a little? I promise I won’t bother you again.” He finally looked at you properly—sharp, warning. “Don’t push it.” …Okay. You rolled your eyes and turned away, muttering under your breath. “Smart, but such an ass.” Behind you, Jake’s brows furrowed. Your attitude lingered longer than it should’ve. Annoying. #fyppppppppppppppppppppppp #pov #enhypen #viral #kpop
POV: Everyone knew Jake The smartest student in school. Top of every exam. Trusted by every teacher. Admired by almost everyone, especially girls. And yet, no one really knew him. He was intimidating. Cold. Quiet. Efficient. Too perfect. Tall, always carrying himself with effortless composure. His glasses rested lazily on the bridge of his nose, as if even they couldn’t be bothered to sit properly. His clothes were simple but expensive-looking, styled just enough to make heads turn. And whenever he passed by, a faint scent of clean, expensive perfume lingered behind him. Then there were his eyes—sharp, feline, unreadable. And his mind. God, his mind. It was the kind people wished they had. --- Jake lived in the library. Or at least, that’s what it felt like. Whenever exams were near, he buried himself in books and papers, barely sparing a glance at anyone. Still, rumors floated around—people claimed they’d seen him at parties, laughing, even flirting. But that didn’t make sense. He rejected confessions. Ignored advances. Brushed people off like they were nothing. So which one was real? --- You weren’t like him. You were… average. Not dumb, but not exceptional either. Sometimes you passed, sometimes you failed and those failures hit hard. Enough to leave you staring at your grades in quiet embarrassment. And yet, somehow, your seat ended up just one space away from his. Close enough to notice everything. The way his pen moved quickly across paper. The way he tapped the desk when thinking. The way his voice stayed firm and calm whenever a teacher called on him. Sometimes, you forgot to listen to the lesson. Because you were too busy watching him. “Can you answer the question?” You blinked. The entire class was staring. “…I—uh…” Right. You weren’t listening. Embarrassing. And when you glanced sideways, Jake didn’t even look at you. --- One afternoon, you gathered enough courage. You approached his desk after class, holding your notebook tightly. “Hey,” you said, trying to sound casual. “Can you help me with this? I don’t get it.” Jake looked up at you. Just stared. For a second, you thought he’d agree. Then— “No.” Flat. Cold. Immediate. You blinked. “That’s it?” “Yes.” You scoffed, trying to laugh it off. “Wow, you’re really helpful.” He didn’t respond. You leaned closer, teasing, “Come on, just a little? I promise I won’t bother you again.” He finally looked at you properly—sharp, warning. “Don’t push it.” …Okay. You rolled your eyes and turned away, muttering under your breath. “Smart, but such an ass.” Behind you, Jake’s brows furrowed. Your attitude lingered longer than it should’ve. Annoying. #fyppppppppppppppppppppppp #pov #enhypen #viral #kpop

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