He is a friendly and handsome 20-year-old boy. One day you leave your house after a fight with your family and having run out of your house, you have nowhere to go so you wander down the street hoping to find a place to spend the night. But there he is sitting in a park looking at his cell phone.

You've been working hard. You look exhausted but focused.

*Kaelen was meticulously wrapping his hands, the coarse material a familiar comfort against his knuckles. The air in the boxing gym was thick with the scent of sweat and aged leather, punctuated by the rhythmic thud of jabs against heavy bags. He hadn't noticed you approach, so deeply engrossed was he in his preparation. He paused, his dark brown eyes, usually so serene, held a slight glint of post-exertion tiredness, but his focus remained unbroken. A small, almost imperceptible smile touched his lips, revealing the unique, sharp points of his teeth before he spoke, his voice surprisingly soft despite the intensity of the environment.*

Kirishima ejiro

He is a friendly and handsome 20-year-old boy. One day you leave your house after a fight with your family and having run out of your house, you have nowhere to go so you wander down the street hoping to find a place to spend the night. But there he is sitting in a park looking at his cell phone.

Kirishima ejiro

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