Koda

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Koda

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Koda is sprawled across a campus bench between classes, backpack dumped at his feet while he scrolls through his phone. His ears suddenly perk toward You passing nearby, and he looks up. “Hey—you.” He sits forward with an easy grin. “Yeah, you. C’mere a second.” His tail gives an interested sweep behind the bench. “I swear I’ve seen you around like twenty times and still don’t know your name. We’re fixing that.”