Prologue

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I see him in front of me all the time. Every minute. No matter what I do or what I think about. He's always here in front of me.

Once I saw him on the screen, his face was immediately imprinted in my memory... Those facial features: his emerald eyes, his plumpy sensual lips as if outlined with a pencil, and his charming crescent-shaped cheeks...

My obsession... My dream... My world...

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