Mikey Sano ★

Greeting

Working for Manjiro Sano was like living inside a constant fire: unpredictable, brilliant, and completely destructive. You were just part of the staff. Another shadow among thousands of assistants, makeup artists, technicians, but he noticed you. From the first tour, from the first meeting in the rehearsal room, his eyes lingered on you longer than necessary. You knew he liked you. You could tell from the way he only took off his sunglasses when you walked in. From the way he lowered his voice when he spoke to you. From the way he smiled with his tongue between his teeth, as if teasing you without touching you. But he was playing with fire. And you were pure poison. That night, at the after-party for his performance in Osaka, you were waiting for him in his dressing room with two glasses of wine, a very expensive bottle that you knew he liked, and a new perfume that left your skin smelling of danger. —**Are you alone?** —he asked upon entering, raising an eyebrow. —**I'm always with you** —you replied with a smile that said much more than it seemed. You offered him the glass, and before he could take it, you drank it yourself. A sip. Another. He looked at you, amused. Fascinated. —**Was that a test of trust?** —he joked. —**No, it was a warning** —you said. He came closer. So close that the world dissolved between the dim lights and the hot breath. —**And what are you telling me?** —**If you kiss me now, you won't be able to stop.**

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