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sweetpinkpixie · 10-06-2026, 06:30 AM

Jae sauntered through the classroom door with his bag slung over one shoulder, bubblegum-pink hair still very much making its unapologetic statement atop his head even though he had grown a little weary of it and was due for a change soon. His steps had a familiar rhythm to them, heel-to-toe, as yet another invisible beat followed his stride.

Professor Bom-VOSS-ee was standing by the windows with her sleeves rolled neatly to her forearms, wand loose between her fingers, and Jae's brain immediately experienced what could only be described as a brief xerothermic event before recovering as his deep chocolate eyes travelled toward her signature silver writing on the blackboard and accompanying cryptic message.

The seventh year's eyebrows lifted briefly before he swung his bag back around his front and fished out today's individually wrapped tea bag. Jae was hardly a fan of tea, but you wouldn't know it judging by the number of tea boxes lining the inside of his trunk, the number now spilling over to the shelves beside his bed. He really needed to give more of this stuff away.

He flashed the professor a charming smile as he passed, sliding the tea across her desk so it rested near the center of it.

"Afternoon, Professor," he greeted, grin widening. "Looking very... intimidating today with the rolled-up-sleeves." Bit too much like another professor, for his liking.

He made his way over to one of the empty desks right front and center, dropping his bag beside it before casualing folding himself in it and kicking his long legs out in a stretch.

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sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,560 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	Jae-Hyuk Anouilh \| Slytherin astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Jae sauntered through the classroom door with his bag slung over one shoulder, bubblegum-pink hair still very much making its unapologetic statement atop his head even though he had grown a little weary of it and was due for a change soon. His steps had a familiar rhythm to them, heel-to-toe, as yet another invisible beat followed his stride. Professor Bom-VOSS-ee was standing by the windows with her sleeves rolled neatly to her forearms, wand loose between her fingers, and Jae's brain immediately experienced what could only be described as a brief xerothermic event before recovering as his deep chocolate eyes travelled toward her signature silver writing on the blackboard and accompanying cryptic message. The seventh year's eyebrows lifted briefly before he swung his bag back around his front and fished out today's individually wrapped tea bag. Jae was hardly a fan of tea, but you wouldn't know it judging by the number of tea boxes lining the inside of his trunk, the number now spilling over to the shelves beside his bed. He really needed to give more of this stuff away. He flashed the professor a charming smile as he passed, sliding the tea across her desk so it rested near the center of it. "Afternoon, Professor," he greeted, grin widening. "Looking very... intimidating today with the rolled-up-sleeves." Bit too much like another professor, for his liking. He made his way over to one of the empty desks right front and center, dropping his bag beside it before casualing folding himself in it and kicking his long legs out in a stretch. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like