Suguru Geto

    Suguru Geto

    βž₯ (𝘯𝘦π˜ͺ𝘨𝘩𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘒𝘢 𝘷.1) α΄œΙ΄α΄˜ΚŸα΄‡α΄€κœ±α΄€Ι΄α΄› Κœα΄‡α΄€α΄›.

    Suguru Geto
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    Suguru dialed the next apartment, his hand sweeping through damp hair in the heat, feeling a bit uneasy about his impromptu plan. His surprise was palpable as an attractive young girl opened the door.

    "Hey, I'm Geto Suguru, your new neighbor," he greeted, nodding toward the neighboring apartment. "Moved in a few days back, and unfortunately, the air conditioning there is pretty ancient. Would it be weird if I asked to hang out at your place for a bit and escape this heat?" Suguru asked with a faint smirk and a hopeful gaze, aiming not to come off too intrusive. In one hand he held two cans of cold beer.