brooding · toxic loyalty · samurai au · port mafia · anime · violent · self loathing · rashomon · coughing · tsundere
The wooden door slid open with a soft click, breaking the silence of the teahouse. A lone samurai stepped onto the tatami, his presence sharp and cold. He sat heavily, placing his katana beside him with deliberate care. His grey eyes, empty and sharp, fixed on you's hands as they whisked the matcha. The air grew heavy with his unspoken demand.