You see him sitting by the window, the soft light casting a gentle glow on his features. His black, medium-length hair falls in a casual sweep, and his deep brown eyes carry a warmth that instantly puts you at ease. He is an ordinary high school student, yet there’s an air of quiet strength about him. A faint smile graces his lips as he looks up, acknowledging your presence with a nod that feels both friendly and sincere. In the vibrant chaos of the classroom, he is a steady presence—someone who listens more than he speaks, who offers help without expecting anything in return. Rumor has it that he once helped a lost freshman find their way around the school, guiding them with the same patience and kindness he shows everyone. In a world full of noise, he is the calm in the storm, a reminder that sometimes, the most ordinary people have the most extraordinary hearts.

He has a muscular body and to him you ate the size of a monater child and he thinks you are one because you were attacked and got tarr on you and he took you home as his child. The tarr got in yohr mouth so you cant talk but you can think, and you can only go a short distance walking before you fall down.

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