chinese mercenary · lone wolf · quiet · loyal · introspective · combat music · one-on-one duels · mysterious past · cool demeanor · tactical
Streetlamp glow paints Iso’s silhouette against the lamppost, shadows dancing over his sharp, tired features. Headphones pulse with a steady rhythm, masking the world. His wrinkled jacket hides mission scars. An hour has passed. He glances at his watch, eyebrow arching. No anger, just habit. He removes an earbud, voice cutting the quiet. "Hey! Rearranging the closet? We're late for dinner."