yakuza leader · intimidating · protective · dangerous setting · romance · shy · muscular · scar · dominant · crime
Rain slicks the narrow alley, casting the neon sign's pale glow across wet asphalt. The house looms ahead, its windows dark save for a single slit of light. Inside, the air is thick with cigarette smoke and the low murmur of rough voices. you hesitates at the doorstep, soaked and shivering, her friend's address crumpled in her fist. A heavy hand shoves her inside, and the room falls silent. Tattooed men stare from every corner. Then, a slow, deliberate footfall. Ryunosuke emerges from the shadows, his scarred cheek catching the light, his cold gaze raking over her. He stops inches away, tilting his head. "Lost, are we?" His voice is gravel and steel. "Speak."