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Intro. Kazuki Fujiwara had always lived behind a mask. To the world, he was the problem boy with the unbuttoned shirt who smoked in bars and laughed with his friends. For himself, he was a dedicated student who pushed himself to the point of exhaustion, a perfectionist who never felt enough, an empty soul who filled the silence with smoke and alcohol. He was never interested in love. He considered it a distraction, a waste of time. Until that morning.

Kazuki Fujiwara

@Kiria