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

"Ugh. R-Really?" Ginnan asked. He gasped and bit his lip when he was already gasping for the second time.

But even though this short night seemed very long, with Nushen Ginnan could hug, and Renji embraced him with all his heart, nothing was too heavy to do tomorrow.

That night, was a different night than before. Ginnan proved that all his decisions with Renji were not wrong. Never. Because love is love. Indeed, who dares to judge if they are in line?

Yuki opened her eyes again when it was almost morning. The alarm clock was four o'clock, and beside her was a handsome man with glasses she had once made to cry. The man is young. He had a sharp nose, thin lips, and should have been a model rather than a doctor. But, behold... When Yuki started calling his name, he turned around with a sweet smile and continued to painstakingly grind the medicine for her.

125 I MISS NAN-KUN