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Seong-Jin walked through the pathway with his chin up high. As he walked he felt someone touch his soft feathers on his wing. He quickly spread out his wing knocking the child who had touched it, then put his wing back to his back. The air was still cold, provably from all of the ice tricks the others were doing. Some ladies fawning over him but he had to resist pushing them over to. He couldn't STAND people gawking over him. He's always been good looking, and well he hates it. He uses it wisely though.