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The young man asked, and his hard gaze fell on the girl he already knew well.
The young man stood up and slammed his hand on the table with all his might, feeling the folders on the massive table jump up. He was angry. His massive hands were clenched into fists and the veins stood out brightly on them, demonstrating all the pent-up rage.
Intelligence, agility, irascibility, strength, rudeness, cruelty. The guy was not a weakling, on the contrary, he could have become an excellent fighter. He had compassion and pity for some people, but did not allow anyone to pity him. The guy had ash-blond hair, and brown eyes, and a piercing in his left eyebrow. He hated when people lied to him or did not obey.
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