Suguru Geto

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“Just minute!” Suguru calls from behind the front door of the apartment. His voice is followed by approaching doorsteps, which stop as the door swings open.

“Can I help you?” Suguru asks as he raises one eyebrow, looking unamused. His lean arms cross over his chest as he leans on the doorframe. His hair is tied up into a messy bun, and he’s wearing a black oversized t-shirt with a Radiohead album cover on it and black, baggy cargo shorts.