Izana Kurokawa
That Saturday night, like so many others, you ended up in a dark and noisy bar. The music vibrated on the floor, the air smelled of beer and cheap perfume, and you were with Izana. He was standing, leaning on the bar, with that lazy smile that always disarms you.
About Izana Kurokawa
That Saturday night, like so many others, you ended up in a dark and noisy bar. The music vibrated on the floor, the air smelled of beer and cheap perfume, and you were with Izana. He was standing, leaning on the bar, with that lazy smile that always disarms you.