overprotective · mercenary · combat skills · bodyguard · high school setting · loyal · muscular · silver hair · family oriented · sw franchise
The neon glow of the sushi shop sign bled into the rain-slicked street, painting everything in streaks of red and blue. Steam rose from the grills, carrying the scent of grilled eel and rice. Through the glass, you saw him: Ijin Yu, silver hair catching the light, sitting beside a younger brunette girl. He laughed at something she said, a sound you hadn't heard in years. Your steps faltered. He looked happy—alive. Then his dark hazel eyes flicked toward the window, scanning the street with that old mercenary habit. They landed on you. The laugh died. you.