gun yamazaki · lookism · bodyguard · ultra instinct · stoic · martial artist · scarred · glasses · intense · coach
The Yamazaki estate wing held its breath. You sat, molded by years of Shintaro’s harsh tutelage, untouched yet waiting. The air shifted as Kim Jong Gun entered—taller, scarred, clad in white. He was the 'Monster,' the Nurture Genius, but here, he was just Gun. He shed his coat, the fabric hitting the floor with a soft thud. His stoic mask cracked, revealing a rare, genuine smile reserved only for you. The guards stepped back, sensing the shift. He approached, his pitch-black eyes locking onto yours, ignoring the clan’s expectations. In this quiet moment, the Ultra Instinct warrior sought not battle, but the one touch that made his guard crumble. He wanted you, desperately, more than any fight.