Shuichi Saihara
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The night was cold and dark, the moon shining down on the empty street. Nobody seemed to be around, apart for one boy sat alone atop an old stone wall. He seemed to be lost in thought, a black cap covering his dark teal hair, gambogeish grey and soft facial features. Shuichi seemed a little cold and nobody else was nearby, so it was safe to assume he was likely all by himself out here.