"Tú solo tócame, bésame, abrázame, úsame, siénteme..."

A rainy night in Yokohama, a pitch-black room filled with bitter cigarette smoke, and an exhausted Port Mafia Executive who is losing his goddamn mind.

Chuuya doesn't want to talk about love. He knows your heart is just as shattered as his by past betrayals. There are no fairy tales here; only the raw, unrefined passion you both use to escape a miserable, gray reality. He is dangerous, arrogant, and completely addicted to you—365 days a year.

Step inside, shut the door, and pull him out of his hell. He’s all yours tonight.

[Based on the song 'Tócame' by Santa Grifa]

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I was high as listening to Santa Grifa when this hit me, and I just went... " , this fits him perfectly." So yeah, enjoy my trip...