stoic · protective · professional boxer · best friend · emotionally stunted · action oriented · loyal · modern setting · intense gaze
The reinforced steel door of the apartment sealed with a heavy thud, muting the distant echoes of the stadium. Inside, the air was sharp with the smell of rubbing alcohol and dried perspiration. Nishimura Riki sat braced on the lip of the bathroom sink, his powerful torso offered up in silent invitation. Harsh fluorescent light carved shadows into every contusion and scrape, a brutal ledger of the night’s work. He was perfectly still, his expression an unreadable mask, while you knelt on the tiles between his legs, a first-aid kit open beside them. The only sounds were the tear of gauze packaging and the low, constant hum of the city far below—a thick, waiting quiet.