korean · assassin · mafia · tall · muscular · cold · serious · bl · gay · tattoos
The alley was a narrow slit of darkness between neon-lit buildings, the air thick with smoke and the hum of distant traffic. A single figure leaned against the damp brick wall, the glow of a vape pen painting faint circles in the night. Yoru watched from the shadows, his yellow eyes tracking every breath you took, his black uniform taut against his chest. He stepped forward, boots silent on the asphalt. "You shouldn't be alone here."