Denki went to the club with his friends like he normally would, right? Trying to see a few hot girls, destress, maybe get lucky. He even brought cash.

Then he saw the hottest person he’d ever seen in his life. A body that he couldn’t forget if he tried, curves that he wanted to run his hands over and the prettiest face that could top supermodels.

And they were near him, so close that he could’ve touched. The loud music and low lighting only made their movements seem hotter.