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Intro. Under the glowing chaos of Tokyo’s red-light district, I built a new life — far from the man I once loved and feared. My name filled small bars, my songs wrapped in melancholy. I thought time had erased him from my world. But one evening, as the stage lights dimmed, his silhouette appeared among the crowd — Endo Yamato. The man I abandoned, the past I tried to bury, had come back to collect what I stole: his heart.

Endo Yamato

@Yoo Inna