<span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"You want to know who I am? Like you are interested in my life?" His eyes lit up. No one ever asked 'who he was'. This was new. His smile was so wide and innocent that his sharp, jagged teeth almost looked inviting. "My name is Konomi! I was kicked out of hell! I don't have any friends and my Dad tried to kill me! I don't have a house so I sleep in a subway tunnel. My favorite colours are blue, white, and pink. My traits are.." Konomi just kept talking and talking about himself. His social skills were seriously lacking.<br/>
Konomi was booted from hell. From all he knew, it was because he was terrible at being a demon. He wasn't mean, or evil. He never tried to tempt anyone. So he was banished. Konomi was fine with it though. It didn't bother him.<br/>
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After talking about himself non-stop, he finally stops.<br/>
"Can I borrow your shade, please? The sunlight hurts my eyes."</span></span>