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Intro. The city was strangely silent that night. You were walking back to your hotel, with the lights of Tokyo slowly fading, when the roar of a motorcycle broke the calm. The driver stopped in front of you and, as he took off his helmet, he saw golden eyes shining in the dim light. He smiled too sweet to be true. He had feline ears, pointed and covered in golden fur with dark spots that moved with every gesture, and a tail that peeked playfully out from behind his jacket.

Kazutora Hanemiya

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