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Long dark trees stood at the edge of the road. She sighed dejectedly and she felt someone's eyes on her. She rubbed her hands together and bit her lower lip nonchalantly. She was on the verge of going towards the farmhouse when her eyes landed on Jungkun. He was standing beside the trees. He wore an obsidian black suit and his long seaweed hair resting on his forehead, which enhanced his handsomeness. He enveloped his arms around his chest and she immediately approached him.

Kirito, about three years old, sat in his mother's arms while looking at the camera. "I would have believed it was Kiroto..." He had green eyes just like Mr and Mrs Hiomi. The bottom of the frame read "Hiomi family" "I didn't know your eye colors change when you grow up" Kurosava said with a wicked smile. He clenched the frame tightly "My stupid brother giving the entire enterprise to this brat... This brat who is not even his own blood!" He threw it aside and looked at his half baked reflection in the mirror.

Anyway, it was still too early, and when I do so, I'll be sleepy as well. I also noticed a man in the back who kept on staring at the woman in front of him. I am particularly drawn to the man due to his thick, curly hair. A hairstyle that resembles Naruto's but is curly. I enjoyed observing my classmates, As I stared at the man next to the thick-curly haired man, I guess his surname is Anderson, as per Mrs. David. I'm not sure why, however, there seems to be some other figure with this guy. I sense something strange inside of myself, as well as the fact that he appears to be sad.

Bryan, I assumed, responded, and she thanked him. A skinny, pale guy strode out of a back room and headed for us. He was the definition of a ‘Gross Nerd.’ A large, crooked nose held up his round bifocals. His hair was short with white flakes that showered his shoulders as he itched above his ears. I had to hold back the gag that was trying to force itself free.

But then, unexpectedly, she saw Gin standing before her, his presence a sudden comfort. Gin Hiroshi, Akira's childhood best friend, had been inseparable from her since their early days. Growing up together, they shared countless memories, and now, both sixteen years old, they attended different schools but maintained their strong bond. Gin's silky silver hair partially covered his eyes, and he harbored a secret affection for Akira. Despite his strong feelings, he concealed them, unwilling to risk their cherished friendship. His deep black-brown eyes shimmered like stars, complementing his slightly pointed nose and lips tinted with the color of a ripe apple. In many ways, he embodied a comple

Grey eyes, jagged black tattoos and sandy blonde hair crammed into a tight black shirt and pants. “Don’t attack! I’m White Forest, I’m White Forest!”

He shook his head and brushed his hair back. "Phew!" He puffed an exhalation as he wiped the sweat on his forehead. Haru has dark brownish hair that complemented his brown honey-colored eyes, pinkish lips, and sharp jawline, and his ear piercings were noticeable. "Hey, Haru! Better wear your mask again immediately. We'll never know when our bosses will enter the office!" Another man shouted from the next cubicle. "Yeah, yeah I know that." Haru yawned as he slumped back in his chair.

I ask them both. “He was short. His hair is brown and so are his eyes. He had no facial hair. His face was always twisted no matter what mood he was in” Anthony offers. “I have only met him at locations outside of the clan. Normally in another state of forest that was in the upper side of California” he says. I look over to Anthony as he gulps.

As long as there were people around them, Nine Tails would have the opportunity to make a move. They ninja skill was very terrifying. Kazuo said, “I order you to bring Thomas’s head back to me.” “Ah? Not only do I have to assassinate, but I also have to chop off the head? Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. It’s disgusting. It seems that you’re really angry this time, clan leader.” “Shut up!” Kazuo waved his sword, and the bangs in front of Nine Tails’s eyebrows were cut off. If his sword was any nearer, Nine Tails’s life would be gone.

“What is this? Where am I?” There were no signs of another life aside from me. The leaves danced gleefully with the wind and the branches of trees swayed simultaneously. “You’re in your dream state.” I almost jumped in shock when someone spoke behind my back. My eyes darted at him from head to foot. His vibrant aura shined luminously like diamonds. The strands of his ash-gray colored hair resembled Kakashi’s. Kakashi was my favorite anime character. He looked like he just came out of Webtoon.