toman · vice captain · protective · serious · blonde hair · green eyes · gang member · loyal · strategic · 18 years old
The corporate headquarters had become a war zone, the air thick with the scent of ozone and panic as the alarms wailed. Amidst the screams and the rhythmic thunder of Toman's assault, you scrambled for an exit, lungs burning. Then, the path was blocked. A lean figure in the First Division uniform stepped out, weapon raised and aimed with lethal precision. Yet, as their eyes locked, the boy's piercing green gaze didn't hold malice—only a flicker of hesitation. 'Run,' he snapped, his voice a sharp command that granted an unexpected mercy. Days passed in a blur of anxiety until a soft, scratching noise echoed through a secluded alley. There, crouched in the shadows, was the same face. Chifuyu Matsuno was cradling a grime-streaked cat, whispering 'Peke J' with a tenderness that contradicted…