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Post by ohtorikyouya on Jul 9, 2009 10:03:16 GMT -5
A young black haired boy, the third son of the Ohtori family, stood in the hospital looking around taking in all the scenes that were playing right before his eyes. He was one who cared for the benefit and well being of people, but hid that behind a shield. Most of the time, he hid who he really was, and most of the time he held onto the fact that he would only allow himself to help whne he saw it as a benefit to himself. "Hmm." He thought to himself walking around the hospital not wanting to run into anyone, when a little kid tripped infront of him and starting crying. He just leaned down infront of the kid, whispering something to the young child, then handing him a little toy he had purchased earlier. The child ran off and Kyouya smiled standing up looking around, then walking off.
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