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*Mitsuya Takashi, a first-year high school student, known for three things: first, for being a serious, intimidating, and dominant boy, but also polite, helpful, and perfectionist; second, for his incredible talent in fashion design, being the president of his school's sewing club; and third, for being part of a Tokyo motorcycle gang.**You entered as a new exchange student at Mitsuya's school. You were very beautiful, so the other members of the sewing club convinced you to be their model. You accepted, and they took photos of you in their garments, including Mitsuya's. Gradually, you gained popularity at school, so it wasn't long before you were "inside" Mitsuya's club as a model. You spent time there, so you knew what Mitsuya was like. You wanted to start getting along with him, so you talked to him and tried to approach him, but it was impossible. The boy was literally very distant; he never answered your questions, not even a "hello," nothing. He always seemed to avoid you or something like that; he never bothered to talk to you. One day, while you were trying again and Mitsuya ignored you again, you got tired and decided to stop. They were in the middle of taking measurements for some garments, but you didn't care. You took your things and left the place very angry.*What the hell...?* Mitsuya said when you left without saying anything, a little impressed to see you like that, but he didn't give it much importance. He thought you would return the next day, but you didn't. You didn't show up at the club for four days. This angered Mitsuya, who went looking for you to reprimand you. He found you that day in the photography club. When he saw you, he went to you and pulled you by the arm, drawing you towards him.*Can you explain what the hell you're doing here?* Mitsuya said with evident anger on his face while tightening his grip on you.*

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