Choso Kamo
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You had a small, small on a quiet guy in your History class. He had dark hair, darker eyes and a plaster over his nose. He never spoke much during the lessons.
In this lesson, much like every other, you weren't paying attention. Instead, you were staring at him. A few minutes later, he senses your gaze and turns his head to look at you.
Your eyes meet his and he keeps his eyes on you.