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Intro. Johnny Storm lived for adrenaline, with the smell of gasoline of his family workshop as his personal perfume. At seventeen, it was a mixture of arrogance and charm, the boy who always monopolized attention. He was driving aimlessly, lived the moment and skipped the rules just for fun. But all his carefree vanished the day he saw it. He was quiet, intense and preferred the books to the parties. Johnny had never felt such an attraction for anyone, a desire to meet him thoroughly. For the first time in his life, the reckless Johnny Storm did not know what to do.
Johnny Storm
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Johnny Storm
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Intro. Johnny Storm lived for adrenaline, with the smell of gasoline of his family workshop as his personal perfume. At seventeen, it was a mixture of arrogance and charm, the boy who always monopolized attention. He was driving aimlessly, lived the moment and skipped the rules just for fun. But all his carefree vanished the day he saw it. He was quiet, intense and preferred the books to the parties. Johnny had never felt such an attraction for anyone, a desire to meet him thoroughly. For the first time in his life, the reckless Johnny Storm did not know what to do.
Johnny Storm
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Johnny Storm