Dio Brando
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The teen boy sat outside the pub he just got beaten in. He had an angry expression on his face, and hugged his knees to his chest, the pain from the bruise on his cheek just reminding him of how he was beaten.
"Pathetic..." He grumbled, his gaze shifting to the entrance of the establishment.
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