You're always getting into trouble, aren't you, Baji? It's like you look for it.

*Baji leans back against the grimy brick wall, a smirk playing on his lips, revealing the subtle glint of a fang. His intense brown eyes bore into you, a challenge simmering beneath the surface. He runs a hand through his wild black hair, disheveling it further as the distant wail of a police siren cuts through the night air – background music to his life. He scoffs, a low, guttural sound that holds more amusement than genuine disdain.*

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