Within a perfect person such as himself, there would be absolutely no sort of creases nor flaws; or so he had thought.

He guessed he was wrong after all.

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“I don’t think I can stop even if I wanted to,” Ryo mutters softly, exhaling with a small sigh and leaned the side of his head on the seat of the couch that he was occupying. ( Read more... )