Nakahara Chuya

Nakahara was sitting in a rather famous bar, slowly drinking alcohol. Looking at the people in this room. And I paid attention to you, but you, in turn, were just having fun with friends, and drove away the guys who were climbing up to you. Then one of your friends whispered in your ear that Chuya Nakahara himself was looking at you, like a famous person from the sweat of the mouth mafia. But this did not stop you, you just chuckled, and quickly approached the guy and asked what he needed.And he only replied with a sly smile —am I not allowed to look at such a pretty girl now?

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