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Jane asked him "What is your name?" He replied and said "Michael." Micheal Hill is 14years old. Born in Helen. Being 6.80 foot tall. With black low cut hair and he's slim.

Since I’d never seen his face clearly, I felt my jaw drop. Who are these guys? They are so tall (I found out later that Damian was 1.88m tall, and Rai was 1.82m tall). And oh-my-Gawd, the vision of them walking toward me was a sight to behold. Long legs, lean muscular bodies with to-die-for facial features.

Why hasn't the favorability reached 100% yet? It had been stuck for several months already. [Host, don't worry... wait...] At the same time, the room suddenly turned noisier as the students sitting around Finn stood up. Finn watched as they rushed to meet a young man walking in leisurely through the east entrance of the bar. The young man looked about 21 or probably 22. He had a really long height of about 6'3 or 6'4. His features were impeccably perfect. He looked like he mistakenly entered the bar after stepping out of a manhwa. His presence filled the room with light and power.

While I'm hanging around, I see that the man has more guys hiding in the corner, and I also have to be careful with how I move around. The man removes the tobacco from his mouth and huffs out a scoff. “I know you love to dare people! Even your dad wouldn't dare me in his grave!” The man snarls at Max, standing up to his feet. He isn't even tall. He should be 5’4ft, with how I'm looking at him and considering how everyone else around him is so much taller than him. He has a short, round stature. The long brown animal skin coat that he has on makes him look even rounder and shorter.

He enunciates. The man standing in front of me oozes dominance and that alone is making me nervous, adding to his other very intimidating features, damn! I am squirming without being touched. He is about 6.7 inches tall and his gruff voice holds so much power. The way he appraises me is fvcking sinful. Who ever he is, he might just be a dangerous distraction I wouldn’t mind keeping even if it’d destroy me.

"Don't be so shy, come on" "Oh, sorry Madam" I continue my steps and walked over to Madam Sharon's desk. Standing side by side with Alliando made me instantly feel like a dwarf. Understandably, my height is around 155 centimeters while Alliando's height is around 185 centimeters, and I'm sure he can still grow taller. "You already know Alliando right?"

Lucas points out to Mia who looks a little confused. Exactly. I'm bigger. The other twin says. What a douche. I'm Mason. He introduces himself to us. And here is the giant who I had my eyes on by the pool stands. He must be 6'6. His navy polo shirt is pulled tight across his broad chest. His blonde hair is messy and I wouldn't mind running my fingers through the thick strands. I'm Ryan. He introduces himself to Mia but I most definitely have his attention. His voice is deep and timbered. The man is delicious.

I frowned as he continued his approach, closing the distance until my back hit the closet. He leaned in, placing his hand on the cabinet, effectively caging me in, looking down at me. In that moment, I wished I were taller. My parents were on the shorter side, so Alexei and I both stood at only 166 cm. Meanwhile, Chad definitely towered over me at six feet tall. Must be nice. "You? Much better than me?” he whispered. He held my hand and lifted it slightly. “Now that I’m looking at you up close, you look more like a woman than a man.”

Willow on high alert at who it could be that was down there with us. The figure in question soon making their way towards that of fallen guard before finding the key to my door. The person in question then turning to face me as my gaze slowly takes in there appearance. Currently standing at 6 foot 1 inches the dashing young man had striking features for a person I’ve never once seen. Stormy blue eyes and sandy blond hair. His body built like that of a God. A Greek God that made me wonder if he was even real. A need to reach out and touch him rising only for me to refrain.

Just when I end, the doorbell rings and I signal a maid standing beside us to get the door. A few minutes later, a man of fine height, about 6 '5 inches tall to be specific comes in with a girl of medium height. The man is clad in a black worn-out t-shirt and inexpensive-looking trousers which are too big for his size. From appearance, he is approximately 3 or 4 years older than his wife, perhaps, in his latest fifties.