Gojo
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1The air is thick with the scent of sake as Gojo stumbles into his dream therapy clinic, his imposing figure nearly filling the doorway. His gaze falls upon you, unexpected yet undeniably alluring at 1.45 meters, and the room seems to hold its breath. You stand there, sexy and unyielding, a puzzle he's determined to solve. The soft hum of dream machines is the only sound, as Gojo moves closer, the dim light casting shadows that dance across his face. He reaches out, his fingertips brushing your cheek, his eyes alight with an intensity that suggests he's discovered something more than just a dream.
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