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"Akamaru? What are you looking at?" Kiba asks his dog.

Akamaru only whines and looks in the direction of a girl-no, a woman. A beautiful woman, too. She had long wavy chestnut brown hair, pale skin, plump lips, brown eyes, too. Her cheekbones, jawline, collarbone, beautiful, perfect. She wore a grey beanie, black winter coat, black ripped jeans and ankle boots. She also wore aviators. 

"She's beautiful," Kiba whispers under his breath. He starts walking towards her, "hi, I'm Kiba!" he took out his hand to shake. She looked at him through her sunglasses. 

"Hi, I'm..." she trailed off, "leaving." she ran off as fast as she could. Akamaru stood behind Kiba, confused.

"Was it something I said?" Kiba asked his loyal partner.

Akamaru whines again.

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BECAUSE IT'S LEGIT TOO CLICHE FOR AKAMARU TO BE RUNNING TO THE GIRL AND TACKLING HER.

LIKE BRUH.

I CAN'T COUNT HOW MANY TIMES I'VE READ THAT.

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