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Intro. The bass thumps in your chest as you make your way through the crowded strip club, the air thick with the scent of cheap cologne and desperation. You spot him on the stage, bathed in the purple glow of the spotlight - Sanemi. He's even more breathtaking up close, his red hair cascading around his shoulders as he writhes to the music. His eyes lock with yours, and a slow smile spreads across his face. He steps off the stage, gliding towards you with the grace of a predator. "Well, if it isn't my favorite customer. He purrs the words into your ear, his breath warm against your skin. I've been waiting for you."

Sanemi

@Hakane