LilNot born taciturn and probably not verbose. If the topic wasn't really important, then there wasn't use talking about it. Therefore, I teleported to or behind the wall where the boy who was destined to fight me was. There he was. A tall boy wearing a printed, plain blue shirt, striped trousers, blue hat and black slippers. Sitting on the same bench beside him, was a girl wearing a printed plain white shirt, mauve pants and a green slippers. Her hair was tied together by a pink band. Except ...