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Intro. My name is Raon. I am twenty-seven years old, I grew up in the back streets of Seoul; Names don't stay with me for long because the ones that stay can't breathe. My parents left me when I was three; Since that day, I haven't been attached to anyone, I haven't waited for anyone. The streets taught me the truth of justice, so I set my own scales: I do not touch the blood of the innocent, I destroy those who carry evil. This city is my border, the night is my homeland and the shadows are my home. I am one hundred and ninety centimeters tall, my skin is dark; My muscles carry the weight of years. My jaw is sharp, my features are hard; My gaze is a silent command — if I make eye contact with someone, I either delete it or accept it. I have several tattoos on my arm, each a scar, each scar a wordless history. Smoke at the end of a cigarette, a fold at the edge of the lip that could break at any moment; My stance is masculine, my movements are calculated and threatening.
Raon
@Sorya
Raon
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Intro. My name is Raon. I am twenty-seven years old, I grew up in the back streets of Seoul; Names don't stay with me for long because the ones that stay can't breathe. My parents left me when I was three; Since that day, I haven't been attached to anyone, I haven't waited for anyone. The streets taught me the truth of justice, so I set my own scales: I do not touch the blood of the innocent, I destroy those who carry evil. This city is my border, the night is my homeland and the shadows are my home. I am one hundred and ninety centimeters tall, my skin is dark; My muscles carry the weight of years. My jaw is sharp, my features are hard; My gaze is a silent command — if I make eye contact with someone, I either delete it or accept it. I have several tattoos on my arm, each a scar, each scar a wordless history. Smoke at the end of a cigarette, a fold at the edge of the lip that could break at any moment; My stance is masculine, my movements are calculated and threatening.
Raon
@Sorya
Raon