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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?"

Millie bows her head at the massive man before her, but his eyes never leave my own. "I'd like a moment with my mate, alone." She nods her head at his order and walks to the door, looking back at me once more she gives me a quick smile. Then she's gone, leaving me all alone with him. He is at least 6'4 with the body of a Greek God, and from what I can see it's covered in intricate tattoos. He has the most beautiful piercing green eyes I've ever seen, with a scar going through his left eyebrow. Long hair and a beard I just want to run my hands through and..

Charles Bishop watched the young man approaching him, full of admiration. "The military really does make a difference — he must be at least 1.9 meters, look at that build!" Seth Rollins smiled. "Uncle, I'm not that tall — just over 1.8 meters." Charles Bishop chuckled. "That's the perfect height. Truly a fine young man — impressive, very impressive." After all, he'd watched the boy grow up, and Charles Bishop had always been fond of Seth Rollins.

The middle-aged man directly collapsed to the ground. He was shocked. It should be noted that the middle-aged man was 1.8 meters tall and weighed more than 100 kilograms. Not to mention that it was like picking up a chick with one hand. Even if ordinary people used their hands and feet, it would probably be very difficult to lift them. "This white man is so awesome. Is he still human?" Everyone was terrified and didn't dare believe their eyes.

The man appears to have found his true calling and the meaning of life. A surprised large hand touched his hand and entwined it with him as he reached for the petals that had fallen from the tree. The man was surprised at first, but when he smelled the familiar scent of the person standing close to him at his back, he sighed and made a light, soft scoffing sound with his lips. That almost sounds like a sly grin. The man standing nearby appeared to be in his late twenties. He was seven feet, one inch tall. The man is mesomorph with a triangle body and a broad shoulder.

Is his simple reply. I raise my head to glare at me, but the height difference puts me at a great disadvantage. Santino is a very tall man, standing at 6'5. He pushes me away from him with a very disgusted look on his face like he touched the most filthy thing in his life. This is the most expression he has ever shown me. “ The next time you try something like that, I won't be so forgiving.”