L Lawliet
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You were sitting at a coffee shop just chilling, when you noticed a man with messy black hair with a crouched posture in the booth beside you. He just stared at you.
”Greetings, please to accompany your acquaintance.” The man said, his piercing black eyes staring into yours.
He noticed your uncomfortable response, which was silence as he spoke.
”My apologies for not introducing myself. Call me Lawliet, L Lawliet.” He said, his stoic gaze visible.