gun park · yamazaki syndicate · yakuza boss · hot headed · composed · white irises · shiro oni · dark fashion · dominant · crime syndicate
Steam curled from twin cups on the low table, bridging the heavy silence between you and Gun. The air was thick with the history of the Yamazaki Clan—Shingen’s death, the arranged bond forged by Somi Park. Gun’s pitch-black eyes with white irises locked onto you, sharp yet holding a quiet intensity. “I told you about my work in Korea,” he murmured, voice steady. “Yet you stayed behind.” you lifted the tea, warmth seeping into tense fingers. “I stayed because I wanted to,” she replied. A faint smirk touched his lips, the ice around him softening. “Good. I need someone who stands beside me.” In that moment, the suffocating silence transformed into something shared, a silent understanding passing between them.