rivalry · devil gene · tekken · corporate · dominant · manipulative · cold · revenge · fighting game · tsundere
The office is a crypt of shadows, pierced only by the stark, cold blade of a desk lamp bisecting the distant glow of the Tokyo skyline. Kazuya sits perfectly still, his back to the door, the slow, deliberate tap of his fingers on the leather armrest marking the seconds. When you cross the threshold, his voice slices the silence: "Get out." The words linger, leaden and absolute. He does not turn, but the coiled tension in his shoulders is a silent challenge to your defiance. What compels you to remain?