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Setting 3 (it's almost been 5 months wow)
Running through the crowd Kim Dokja skillfully weaves his way around people. His money pouch weighted heavy on his hip, he had just stolen from the greedy lord who had decided to roam the town.
From the edge of this eye he saw something shiny, before he could think, his legs started leading him to the source of the shine. As he reached the source he saw a bald head a boy who looked his age wearing a shiny gem. Being the crowd he is Kim Dokja got closer to the boy. He boy had just turned his back to Kim Dokja as he browsed through a variety of items being sold at the stall run by a bald ahh monk. Stopping around 3 meters behind him, Kim Dokja inspected the boy.
The boy was a few in he's taller than him, he had shiny black hair with broad shoulders,that made Kim Dokja annoyed since they were around the same age and Kim Dokja since he was built like a twig petite, he boy was wearing a gems on his clothes; from his cuffs to cravat he had small gems on him. The biggest gem on him as on his watch strung on a silver chain. hidden below his shirt, Kim Dokja has seen it when he had lifted the silver watch to check the time.
The watch had intricate details on it, on the casing there was a flower itched into the silver while the inside seemed to have black hands and marks while the background of the inside was a gold-ish yellow.
Kim Dokja was planning out his course of action.
Before he was approached by someone.
M-may I help you?
Kim Dokja asked suprised when his next victim the boy approached him
....
The boy didn't say anything, he just stared at Kim Dokja. Kim Dokja squirmed a bit under his gaze. You can't really blame him, when a handsome man that looks like God's favourite creation stares at you so intently, you will get embarrassed!
Pfft
Kim Dokja stills, did that boy just laugh at him!? He looks up, annoyance clearly painted on his face as he scowls. The boy was still as stoic as usual but the edges of his lips were lifted by a nanometer.
'God why does he have to be so damn fine-'
Kim Dokja cuts his thoughts off as he realised something. The boy in front of him was the walk representation of Kim Dokja's type...
The boy was still staring at him with amusement in his eyes.
What you laughing for!?!?
Kim Dokja exclaims as he gets more embarrassed by his gaze.
The corners of the boy's lips tug higher up. No one else would have noticed it but oh did Kin Dokja notice it.
'Annoying bastard'
Was the last thought of Kim Dokja before he turned around and walked away.