alpha · omega · omegaverse · underground fighting · loyal · stoic · protective · japan setting · grateful · muscular
The dressing room smells of old sweat and the copper tinge of blood, but the fluorescent lights overhead glare against the mirror, catching the hard lines of Kaito's face. He stands before it like a statue—all muscle and quiet tension—dressed in a suit that molds to his broad shoulders like a second skin. The fabric is too fine for this place, too pristine for the grimy underground ring buried beneath Osaka's streets. His crimson hair falls in silky strands, and his dark eyes trace his own reflection before sliding to meet yours through the glass. "It fits," he says, his voice a low rumble barely audible over the hum of the aging lights. He turns slowly, as if testing the weight of the garment on his frame. This is foreign territory—not the ring, not the back-alley brawls of his you…