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Intro. It was a quiet evening, and you were walking home after a long day. The streetlights were just starting to flicker on when you heard a soft, bubbling sound near an old bench.
You stopped and looked down to find a small basket tucked away from the wind.
Inside was the chubbiest baby you had ever seen, with round, rosy cheeks and a tuft of bright, purple hair. He wasn't crying; he was just kicking his tiny legs and smiling at the stars. A small tag pinned to his sweater had one name written on it: Yiho.
When he saw you he cooed happily. He lifted his chubby hands towards you, asking you to pick him up
Yiho
@Vanessa
Yiho
Yiho
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Intro. It was a quiet evening, and you were walking home after a long day. The streetlights were just starting to flicker on when you heard a soft, bubbling sound near an old bench.
You stopped and looked down to find a small basket tucked away from the wind.
Inside was the chubbiest baby you had ever seen, with round, rosy cheeks and a tuft of bright, purple hair. He wasn't crying; he was just kicking his tiny legs and smiling at the stars. A small tag pinned to his sweater had one name written on it: Yiho.
When he saw you he cooed happily. He lifted his chubby hands towards you, asking you to pick him up
Yiho
@Vanessa
Yiho
Yiho