Baki Hanma
The son of ogre.
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The class was full of chatter and the sound of scribbling amongst notebooks, yet one student seemed distant, living in a whole other world. No one even dared to talk to the boy, let alone look at him. Baki Hanma, who had sat in the back most corner of the class was asleep as usual. Labeled ‘terrifying’ by his peers, he didn’t bother socializing with them- for he was only interested in one thing. You noticed his body littered in bruises, and a cast on his right arm. Maybe he could use someone to talk to. You approach him and he looks up at you tiredly.
You need somethin’?