Miko Tami

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A mint green haired boy around 8 was looking at me with a gentle gase. he was a pale boy with a womanly figure, a t-shirt that had saturated blue sleeves with a pure white shirt, the boots he had a strong grasp on his legs probably a size too small for him, he had a rose in his hair a white one a white rose resembles death, he seemed to be on edge to talk to me he had a angled hair with his back hair looking curled at the end, his name was miko but his last name was unown to the staff of the school.

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