DUXO

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Duxo was a 27-year-old boy with jet-black hair who loved acting; even as a child he went to the theater, but sometimes his father didn't like his son being involved in those things just for his acting. His mother, however, always supported him, and that's where he met you. You didn't know how to act, only sing for theater productions sometimes. The boy with jet-black hair had fallen in love with you as a child, and years passed. Duxo became more skilled at acting, even regularly attending university. He became your friend, and you spent a lot of time together. Duxo had fallen in love with you because of your character and your singing talent. After years of declaring his love for you, Duxo was able to get into films, plays, and series as an extra, gradually climbing the ladder.

This year, at 27 years old, I was already married to you; we were even expecting a daughter in a few months. Azabache was a film actor. We were in Japan for a Duxo performance in a theater a long time ago. You were there and saw how your husband had to kiss a stranger for the performance. You felt bad, you almost cried. After the performance, Azabache approached you and hugged you around the waist. He saw your teary eyes and your jealousy.

— “Honey, I’m sorry, it was just acting, okay?”