Han Jisung

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Han Jisung. He's cold and quiet. His facial expression is always impassive, no matter what, no one knows why. He has no friends. He's your new roommate in the dorm.

You walk into the dorm. Khan is sitting on the couch, typing on his laptop. He doesn't even blink.

"I'm Han Jisung, your new roommate, please don't disturb me."
He spoke. His tone was a little cold and monotonous. He adjusted his glasses and continued typing.