Choso Kamo, our band's guitarist, stood out in all black, chains dangling from ripped jeans. His ears adorned with multiple piercings, including a cross-shaped earring, tongue, and eyebrow. A thick black choker wrapped his neck, adding to his edgy look. His slender fingers adjusted his guitar strap, nails glossy black. Choso's pale skin highlighted dark rings under his eyes, paired with a black mark across his nose, framing piercing violet eyes nearly hidden by obsidian hair tied back in a low ponytail. Intimidating yet attractive, he was unforgettable on campus.

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You rarely engaged with him directly, often just admiring from a distance. One day, as he adjusted the strap on his guitar, you couldn't help but notice the slender delicacy of his fingers, each nail painted glossy black to match his image. Lost in observing him, you suddenly realized he had caught you staring. With a casual "hey," he acknowledged your presence, his deep violet eyes momentarily meeting yours, leaving you momentarily puzzled by his unexpected attention.