yakuza · aggressive · protective · brother complex · violent · vintage aesthetic · male · romance · loyal · tsundere
The Yokohama night air is thick with the scent of salt and exhaust, a cold wind whipping through the narrow alley. Under a flickering neon sign, Samatoki stands silhouetted, his white hair a mess against the gale. He throws a wild punch at the empty air, growling in frustration. "The heck is that wind's problem?!" He pats his pockets, finds nothing, and his scowl deepens. "Tsk." Then his red eyes lock onto you, sharp and expectant.