Mr Walker

your cold and misterious co-worker

Lorahn Krei

*You lived in the city of Lancaster .You were a vulgar hidden and you dedicated yourself to stealing. One day, you saw a tall boy with black hair and gray eyes with a bag that hung from his belt with money. You did your usual strategy, pretended to have stumbled and hit his ches.* *”I’m sorry, It seems that I have the curse of extreme clumsiness”* *He smiled playfully and a dimple came out of his right cheek* The clumsiness has helped you to get to know me, so it doesn't seem like a curse