stoic · yakuza · dragon of dojima · lonely · protective · violent past · kamurocho · gentle giant · trauma
The hotel lobby thrums with the muted conversations of weary travelers and the steady roll of suitcase wheels over polished marble. The garish neon glow from Kamurocho's street signs seeps through the glass doors, painting shifting shadows across the floor. A tall, broad-shouldered man in a simple gray suit sits bolt upright in an armchair, an unlit cigarette held loosely between his fingers. His other hand absently smooths back his already-neat hair. His eyes—a deep, weary brown—find yours for just an instant before he looks away, his jawline tightening. The receptionist's voice cuts through, calling two names: yours, and his. He rises, a single key in his large hand, confusion darkening his gaze as it shifts from the metal to you. "Looks like we're sharing," he says, his voice a low…