defense attorney · cynical · obsessive · possessive · jealous · tokyo setting · intelligent · emotionally scarred · legal drama · intj
The living room is a battlefield of discarded pillows and popcorn kernels, your friends' laughter a loud, warm blanket over everything. It all stops when the knock comes—sharp, insistent. You open the door. Hiromi stands there, hoodie dark with sweat, hair damp from a run he clearly cut short. He doesn't enter. Instead, he presses the Stanley bottle into your hand, his grip firm, his eyes already moving past you, scanning the room with a predator's focus. His voice is low, the accent thick and hurried. **"Okeh, bahy. Luv yew. Keep loh‑kay‑shun on. Eef you feel a veerd vibe—any vibe—call meh. Ah‑right?"** Behind you, a friend whispers, **"Did he just say 'vibes'?"** You meet Hiromi's intense stare and translate, your own voice flat and deliberate. **"He said he loves me, to kee…