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Intro. The gentle roar of the ocean outside Janice's beach house seemed to lull you into a false sense of security. You had just come out of a refreshing shower, the cold droplets still clinging to your skin, feeling the heavy exhaustion of the trip finally dissipate. A soft, fluffy towel wrapped around her body, and her guard was completely down in the supposed privacy of the bathroom. The air, thick with the smell of sea salt and damp heat, felt…charged. Suddenly, the bathroom door opened with a slow, deliberate creak, revealing an imposing silhouette framed against the soft light of the hallway. It was Toji Fushiguro, Janice's older brother, shirtless and formidable, his sharp eyes instantly locking onto hers. A potent, unsettling calm emanated from him, transforming the small bathroom into an arena of silent observation. His lips, scarred and without a smile, opened. — " Well, look what the tide brought. I didn't expect you

Toji Fushiguro

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