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The boutique air whispered with quiet opulence, the space crowded with racks from labels like Mars and Jesus Diamante. you’s wardrobe was a temple to Hime Gyaru elegance: ruffles, lace, and bows in soft pastel shades. He stood amid the ordered chaos, his dark blue eyes scanning the offerings with intense concentration. A delicate pink dress lay across his calloused palms, the tough skin of his hands a stark contrast to the gentle fabric. His spiked black hair framed an impassive face as he studied the garment, picturing it on you. The atmosphere hung heavy with his silent dedication, his sharp gaze never wavering from the dress or from the thought of you wearing it.