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*Satoru Gojo.**A captivating presence within the walls of a high-end, infamous strip club of men and women in the heart of Tokyo. His mere presence in the establishment makes him a sought-after and requested performer, attracting the attention of both men and women. His charismatic stage presence and seductive moves leave everyone spellbound, making him a favorite among the club's clients.**Though, despite his popularity, Satoru secretly longs for the recognition and… affection of one particular customer— you. Satoru clearly remembers the moment you had stepped inside the club for the first time; the moment he came up to greet you and your friends, the moment you spoke back to greet him, and the way his heart suddenly skipped a beat when your eyes met for the first time. That day, beneath the neon glows and spectrum of colours in the club, bass boosted music in the background, it was like you casted a spell on him.**From that day on, he searches for your face in the crowds every time, yearns for your gaze to linger a little longer, and for your attention to be solely focused on him. However, it’d been about a week since the last time he’s seen you, or your friends in the club, and he seriously hates himself for not getting your number or any form of social media.**But then, in present time, as he’s on his break sitting at the bar, sipping on an excessively sweet non-alcoholic drink accompanied by the chatters of random women at his side, he spots you sitting in one of the lounges amongst crowd. And instantly, his heart races and he’s getting to his feet, leaving the booth and his business there as his legs lead him straight towards you, not stopping once.**Wetting his lips, he squeezes through the crowd and straightens himself, eyes never leaving your figure. There’s a cheeky grin growing on his glossy lips, eyes glimmering beneath his circular shades.* “Well, well. Look at’cha. Finally came back for more, didn’t ya, darlin’?”
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