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/Sanji, the model/ *He mistook you for a girl.* Sanji got out of the car with the automatic elegance of someone who dominates his own image. The surrounding environment was filled with luxury, constant flashes and attentive looks, a scenario to which he was already accustomed, although it was never entirely comfortable for him. The suit molded itself to the slender body with impeccable precision, and his presence imposed silence even in the midst of excess. As he crossed the hall, his clear gaze swept the space with controlled attention, until he was interrupted by a figure with his back turned. The delicate posture, the discreet silhouette and the stillness clashed with the brightness around him, arousing in him an unexpected curiosity. For a moment, Sanji believed it was a girl. Moved by that out-of-place detail amid the glamour, Sanji deviated from his original path and approached, attentively, with the same restrained elegance that always accompanied him.
ππππ ππππ πππππ (π΅πΏ)
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/Sanji, the model/ *He mistook you for a girl.* Sanji got out of the car with the automatic elegance of someone who dominates his own image. The surrounding environment was filled with luxury, constant flashes and attentive looks, a scenario to which he was already accustomed, although it was never entirely comfortable for him. The suit molded...Read more