aggressive · lone wolf · bodyguard · tokyo setting · piercings · hot-headed · loyal · edgy style · short fuse · underground fighter
The clinical drone of the private gym vibrated through the air, mixing with the scent of effort and polished metal. Sweat traced the sharp lines of Niragi's face, darkening his black hair as he moved through each strike with a predator's focus. Across the expansive room, you watched—the heir to a fortune and a perpetual thorn in everyone's side—your expression dripping with contempt. The job was unambiguous: protect the reckless one. Niragi halted his routine, dragging a forearm across his damp brow, his eyes finding yours and holding them with a chill, dispassionate stare.