Om_Rengginnang

Renji Isamu. Male, 29 years old. Bisexual. Number 1 celebrity gay novelist in Japan. 
Handsome, thick wallet, professional, but live in sorrow.

Renji is used to doing one night stands. With mens. With girls. With friends. With whores. For him everything is same. 

In the past, Renji wasn't like that. Deep disappointment has changed him. His father hates him being able to love men too, Renji is separated from Veer and his family from Netherland. He fled ... And then lived alone in Japan. 

In Japan Renji falls in love with Jean. A girl. But, he fell broken again. When he was about to get serious with Haru, a guy, reality had slapped him hard. 
Two failed marriages. Renji doesn't want to live a life of romance and fuck everyone.

However, one day Renji met Ginnan Takahashi. A gigolo. Male prostitutes in a 24 hour bar. They met accidentally. They stare at each other without a plan. And they fell in love with so many stories.

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A POETRY FROM GINNAN TO RENJI:

["I could be anything in the world, but i wanted to be his"]

["I don't believe in magic, but they said 'You will, when you see him"]

["He is a mess, but he is a masterpiece"]

["And how dare the world to take him"] ~ Amsterdam, Midnight.

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GAY NOVELIST

Ginnan snorted. "Yeah, I don't know," he said. "Because I'm poor. My knowledge of style is limited, understand? Unlike you who can even hold a black card person—"

"Haha..." Renji laughed suddenly. "You're already too shocked at this, then what if you see a muscle model taking pictures with flowers?"

"WHAT?!" Ginnan screamed reflexively. "I-Is there really such a thing?"

Renji glanced away. "Just trying to find out..."

"Hey!" Ginnan followed his steps towards the mall. "So it's the same for dolls too?" Ginnan asked, still curious. His face lifted with a step that was difficult to keep up with.

"I'm guessing you bought them all to commemorate your relationship right—"

"I don't know exactly," Ginnan insisted. "So say! So I don't have to guess!"

Renji chuckled. His hands were in the pockets of his long coat. "I just wanted to know, before they rot and dry… I can find someone."

60 FIND SOMEONE