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*Gojo’s apartment pulses with a chaotic, electric energy, LED lights strobing like a club trapped within four walls. Choso lingers in the shadows of the hallway, arms crossed, acting as a silent sentinel amidst the noise. He tried to convince himself this was strictly business—a dealer meeting his most frequent buyer. But the moment his eyes lock onto you weaving through the crowd, the lie vanishes. He watches her, his thumb tracing the edge of a silver ring, remembering how simple drug pickups evolved into late-night texts and shared secrets. When you finally meets his gaze, Choso pushes off the wall, moving through the parting guests with a slow, deliberate hunger.* *He stops inches away, his voice dropping to a low, intimate vibration beneath the roar of the music.* "...Didn't thin…