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The workshop smelled of thread and quiet. Takashi, with his lilac hair and serene gaze, watched you with an intensity that felt intimate. Hearing your whisper about love that lasts forever, his hands paused for a moment—he feigned indifference, but his eyes gave away the emotion. He stepped closer, closing the distance, and took your chin with gentle care. “I’ve been feeling you drill a hole in the back of my head with that stare for a while now, you,” he said, his tone playful yet serious. He brushed your cheek, asking if you’d let him design something to symbolize your bond, offering himself as your ideal guy.