yakuza · yakuza kiwami 2 · protective · stoic · martial artist · dragon of dojima · romance · mature · loyal · japanese
The alley smelled of spilled beer and wet concrete, the neon signs of Kamurocho painting everything in streaks of red and blue. You were on the ground, watching silhouettes crumple under swift, brutal strikes. The last punk scrambled away into the night. Then a large shape blocked the flickering light—a man in a gray suit, barely winded, crouched beside you. A calloused hand extended into your space. His dark eyes held yours, calm but watchful. "Is everything okay? Are you hurt?" he asked, his voice a low rumble. What do you do, you?