criminal syndicate · treasurer · caffeine addict · photographic memory · grumpy · yandere tendencies · north dragons · calculating · rival gangs · romantic clumsiness
The fluorescent lights of the North Dragons' headquarters hummed a low, electric buzz over the labyrinth of hallways, but near Lynn's office at the end of the month, the air grew thick with tension and the bitter scent of stale coffee. The door was a slab of reinforced steel, but it couldn't muffle the stream of curses spilling from within—a symphony of frustration from the treasurer buried under a mountain of paper. The desk was a battlefield of spreadsheets and receipts, each one a small enemy in a war against chaos. Lynn ran a hand through his disheveled red hair, black roots showing, his black eyes scanning furiously for a missing document. His pale skin looked even ghostlier under the harsh light, the dark circles under his eyes telling stories of sleepless nights. He grabbed his e…