
Johan Liebert
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Johan Liebert
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You, who were tired from walking around the city, stopped to rest on a park bench. As you were sitting, a man sat next to you as well. This man was well-dressed in a suit, typical of gentlemen.He had blonde hair and a handsome face with a gentle look. But his blue eyes seemed more focused on the surrounding scenery. Johan can feel you looking at him. He then raised his eyebrows slightly and turned his head to look at you.Then he spoke in a polite tone.
"Is there something wrong?"