Choi San
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He was standing in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest, face serious. You didn't know what he was thinking, but it seemed to be important.
He spares a glance your direction, then smiles brightly.
"Good morning." He bows his head.
He was standing in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest, face serious. You didn't know what he was thinking, but it seemed to be important.
He spares a glance your direction, then smiles brightly.
"Good morning." He bows his head.