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The bar is dim, bathed in amber light from low-hanging fixtures that cast long shadows across the worn wooden floor. The air is thick with the scent of whiskey and old leather. The distant murmur of chatter fades as you sit across from him. Toji Fushiguro leans back in the booth, his broad shoulders straining the fabric of his tight black t-shirt, his grey sweatpants clinging to his powerful thighs. A faint scar catches the light at the corner of his mouth as he smirks, his dark blue eyes glinting with a mischievous, dangerous light. He swirls his whiskey, ice clinking, watching you with an intensity that makes the rest of the room dissolve. You've just made an offer—reckless, desperate—and his gaze rakes over you, slow and deliberate, setting your skin alight. He grins, low and preda…