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I'm just trying to pick up all these tiny little pieces of my heart off the ground. This struck a chord.
Just as he was about to lock up, the door creaked open. A gust of cold night air followed the figure of a man who stepped in quietly, his presence immediately commanding the room. There was something about him – an energy, a kind of quiet intensity that made Sanji straighten up, as if subconsciously preparing for something to happen.
He carried himself like someone who had seen things, someone who had been places most people avoided.
Sanji was instantly intrigued.