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... at his lips.
"I really am one hell of a handsome guy," he complimented himself, straightening the tuxedo-like black uniform that fit him perfectly.
The mirror returned the gaze of a boy with silky black hair that brushed against his neck and sharp blue eyes that gleamed with quiet confidence.
"Why aren’t my hair growing though?" he muttered, tugging lightly at the ends.
At home, his mother never let it get long, she would always trim it before it had the chance. < ...
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