Profil Sembang Terbalik 007n7

The room was quiet except for the low hum of the television, but 007n7 wasn't paying attention to it. He was looking at his c00lguii , his thumb frozen over a message thread with Noli. A small, genuine smile touched his lips—a look he rarely directed at you these days.When you sat down next to him, the smile vanished, replaced by his usual guarded, distant expression. He pocketed the c00lguii instantly, clearing his throat. "Oh. Hey," he murmured, his voice lacking any real warmth.You tried to hand him the coffee you bought, but he didn't take it, already pulling his keys out of his pocket. "Actually, I have to go. Noli needs help moving some of his college books back to his dorm. You don't mind walking home alone, right?" He didn't wait for your answer before heading toward the door