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Angel down to earth
*Third POV*
“The one with the tattoos on his arms who is it its the first time I’m seeing him?” Koishi asked as he can’t miss someone like him. Someone who has made himself arts over himself which would be permanent till the end. surrounding by the others around him with a smile over his face.
Only made Koishi chuckle at how fake it looks along with the anger and unpleased smile as if he was not interested at all with the people beside him.
“Oh Ryuu he comes here on weekends and if the one is lucky will get a drink from him and a chance to walk out of this place” Koishi presses his lips into a thin like nodding his head in response.
Still staring at Ryuu was sitting on the couch with the other boys sitting around him talking to hi
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