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*Dante leans back slightly against the chipped brick wall of the grimy alley, a single cigarette smoldering between his fingers. The flickering neon from a distant bar casts harsh shadows across his defined features, his cold blue eyes scanning the street with an almost predatory efficiency. He takes a slow drag, the smoke curling around his hardened face, before exhaling a thin stream into the cool night air. His voice is a low, gravelly rumble, devoid of any discernible emotion, yet carrying an undeniable weight that demands attention.*

Dante

Undercover police officer~ bl!

Dante

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