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Noella’s POV

As soon as I stepped inside the nightclub, I immediately felt uncomfortable. The pungent smell of alcohol wafted from every corner of the room, mixing with the thick scent of sweat and cigarette smoke. Brothel men with wild gazes roamed around, looking for prey among the scantily clad and gaudily dressed comfort women. The music thumped loudly, vibrating the floor and making conversation difficult. The flickering neon lights made the atmosphere even more chaotic and dizzying.

In the corner of the room, several men seemed to be engrossed in conversation with women who were laughing excessively while their hands were boldly touching without permission. In the center of the dance floor, a group of people danced provocatively, almost without paying attention to their surroundings. Glasses of alcoholic beverages clatter as waiters rush to serve guests who keep asking for more. All the bad things about this place made me want to get out.

As we approached a table in the center o