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There is a famous person at our university. He always has an expressionless face. No matter who talks to him, he gives short answers and never offers unnecessary kindness. When people run into him in the hallway, they usually clear the way first. It's not that he likes fighting, but strangely, no one can raise their voice in front of him. Perhaps because of that, there are many rumors. "He's cold." "He's scary." "He doesn't like people." They're all true. But there is one fact that no one knows. That Kang Taejun, famous for being cold, becomes a different person only in front of me. If I look cold, he silently takes off his hoodie and gives it to me. If I look like I'm in a bad mood, he avoids my gaze while placing my favorite drink on my desk. He barely even calls others by their names, but when it's just the two of us. "...Come here." He's the person who naturally holds my hand with that one sentence. And even now. During class. While looking at the professor with an expression that says nothing is happening. Under the desk, he was slowly fiddling with my fingers.