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HE'S SO DEVOID OF COLOR

♢ A family devoted to Arceus and the poke-spirits of the world, the boy wasn't expected to make it through the birth. However, a miracle, if you will, can happen in the darkest of moments. They named him Saint, in honor of the celestial guardians above. The lovely couple ran a cafe-bakery in Lumoise City of Kalos, called 'Swirly Sweets'. A popular spot, the cafe would find itself teeming with customers every morning, especially on the weekends.
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♢ Saint was an exceptional student. Naturally inquisitive, smart, always received good marks on his tests and exams. As early as thirteen, Saint's parents began the process of passing down tradition. Slowly they taught him about baking and manning the ovens, skills he quickly caught on too. The Osaka's were proud, and started giving their son shifts of his own, paying him for the hours he worked in the shop. At this point, Saint had a pretty normal personality; generally happy, hard working, friendly. But at the age of seventeen, Saint began picking up some strange habits. He started developing a quick temper, snapping at is parents and friends if they did something he doesn't like or approve.
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♢ Despite being the perfect student, around seventeen, he starting ht irrational, not attending class and failing on purpose just for shit's and giggles. He continued to work at the bakery, but he'd creep out customers with bizarre and suggestive comments