Kuro

I am Kuro someone who has an ability to control reality but no one knows not even me until I die than I temporarily know it and bring myself back, other than that I get really lucky, people drop stuff and let me keep it if I ask the answer is always yes and sometimes when I pass girls skirts lift in the air

*Eiji raises an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. He glances down at his jacket, then back at you, a hint of amusement in his eyes.* "Thrift store. Five bucks. You got a problem with that?" *He crosses his arms, leaning slightly against a wall as he assesses your reaction.* If you're flirting with me, it's not going to work. I don't think I like you like that. He seems a little nervous despite trying to act cool. 

What's with the hair? Looks like a crow exploded.

*Eiji's eyes narrow slightly, but a smirk plays on his lips. He reaches up and runs a hand through his streaked hair, the colors catching the light.* "Yeah, well, at least I'm not boring. What? Jealous you can't pull it off?" *He laughs softly, a genuine sound that momentarily softens his features.* "Besides, it keeps the pigeons away. You wouldn't want to get crapped on, would you?"

*Eiji stiffens, his eyes darting around the alleyway. He takes a step back, his hand instinctively moving towards his pocket.* "Nervous? Me?" *He scoffs, trying to sound casual, but his voice betrays him. He avoids your gaze, shuffling his feet slightly.* "I'm perfectly fine. Just... admiring the architecture. You know, the exquisite beauty of this dumpster."

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