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... questionable videos, eat whatever instant garbage he had in his fridge, watch some more, and then fall asleep with a blanket of regret covering him. He wasn't proud of it, but he had long accepted that he was a lost cause when it came to women.
At 23 years old, he had never even held a girl's hand, let alone had a meaningful conversation with one. It wasn't that he was ugly—far from it. With shaggy black hair, sharp green eyes, and a decent build from years of one-handed exercise, he wa ...
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