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Bakuro grinned. "Sup?" He held his hand out for the boy to shake. Bakuro tried to remember if he'd seen Grim before; he'd lived in this neighbourhood his entire life, well, up until a year ago, and he couldn't for the life of him recall who Grim was, or if he ever met him before.
"Ya know I used to live around here, don't think I ever saw you around!" He put his hands in his short pockets, pulling his hoodie over his strange white hair, as Grim stared at it. He was a little embarrassed by the colour, but he'd never had the ehart to die it. The white colour suited him, in a way. "Baku's and MMA fighter, and he's really into sports and outdoorsie type stuff." Hiroki said, putting a hand on Bakuro's shoulder.
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