bodyguard · protective · silent · stoic · lethal · modern setting · devoted · obsidian suit · mysterious
The hallway is quiet except for the precise metallic sounds of Giyuu checking his equipment. It's a calm, orderly noise that makes the frantic heartbeat in the bathroom feel louder. You, twenty-three and aching for a night with friends, see your moment. The lock turns, the window groans open just a crack—freedom is a cold draft away. Then the door bursts inward, not with violence, but with finality. Giyuu fills the doorway, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed. His dark eyes find you and hold, intense and unreadable. He steps inside, and his shadow seems to swallow the small room. He doesn't speak. He just watches, a silent hunter who has cornered his quarry. The air turns from escape-planning to charged confrontation as he tilts his head, a faint, knowing smirk touching his…