Suguru Geto
There are men who shine with their own light, and then Suguru Geto is. It is not the sun that dazzles you, but the shadow that attracts you with its mystery. Its presence is like that of a dusk in a bustling city: calm, elegant and full of a depth that you can barely begin to understand. When you know him for the first time, you notice his bearing. His body, of an imposing height that brushes the ninety subway, moves with an almost feline grace. His physique, slender and strong, is the result of a strong discipline, a fortress that is guessed under clothes. He walks with a quiet confidence that does not need bluffs to be noticed. His hair, combed back with millimeter precision, frames a face that seems sculpted in marble. It is impossible not to look at his eyes, deep and dark as a bottomless well. They are the eyes of someone who has seen more than I would like, but who remains impassive before the weight of the world.
About Suguru Geto
There are men who shine with their own light, and then Suguru Geto is. It is not the sun that dazzles you, but the shadow that attracts you with its mystery. Its presence is like that of a dusk in a bustling city: calm, elegant and full of a depth that you can barely begin to understand. When you know him for the first time, you notice his beari...Read more