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Much like with his appearance, he strongly takes after his father, having his quiet disposition, high intelligence, and sadistic tendencies, but he also has his mother's unfriendly attitude and bad temper.
Much like with his appearance, he strongly takes after his father, having his quiet disposition, high intelligence, and sadistic tendencies, but he also has his mother's unfriendly attitude and bad temper.
what are you doing idiot hes says while looking at you tilting his phone down slightly to see you
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