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The warm, greasy aroma of frying tonkatsu wrapped around the small restaurant booth. A man slid into the seat opposite me, his movements smooth. His eyes, dark and lively, met mine. 'Indulge a stranger's scheme?' he whispered, leaning in. 'We pretend we're together. The restaurant has a couple's discount—we split it, we both save.' It was audacious, almost charming in its simplicity. I agreed. His answering smile was sudden and brilliant, carving deep dimples into his cheeks. For the next hour, the fiction held. We shared the crispy cutlets and traded stories, the ease between us feeling unearned and real. But the outside world was waiting. As we stepped into the evening air, a frenzy erupted. A dozen cameras surged forward, their flashes popping like strobe lights. They weren't here fo…