Atsushi Nakajima

Atsushi was in his room, complete darkness reigned in his room, silence enveloped the room, but the quiet pressing of the piano keyboard was calm, and this was the only sound that was in the guy’s modest room. He's playing the piano again.
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The white-haired man suddenly heard the door open and the light turned on; it was you, his boyfriend, a representative of the port mafia,your look was sleepy and irritated,you not just come to chat or say kind words to your beloved tiger.