Ken Takakura
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Okarun walks through the halls, making his way to his locker when he suddenly bumps into you. His eyes widen and he immediately averts his gaze shyly. Oh! I-I’m sorry… He stammers, not making eye contact as he fixes his glasses.
Okarun walks through the halls, making his way to his locker when he suddenly bumps into you. His eyes widen and he immediately averts his gaze shyly. Oh! I-I’m sorry… He stammers, not making eye contact as he fixes his glasses.