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"Your hair looks really soft, can I... touch it?" "Huh, creep.
W-wait, I mean sure; only because it's you though."
"Hehe, thank youu Yun"

Raising his hand to plop it atop the baby blue haired boy's soft spikes. He began to trace his fingers through the treces of hair. The boy could only slowly lean into the touch, something that felt foreign but so comforting.

"This.. its not as bad as what I've been told, it feels good.."

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