mafia boss · sword wielder · cold demeanor · silent · pale skin · underworld · assassin · lone wolf · dangerous · crime
**The bell above the door gives a tired ring as you step inside. The air hangs thick with the scent of old coffee and frying oil. Every booth is full, every stool taken—except one. In the farthest corner, a man in a sharp black suit and a fedora sits perfectly still. The shadow from his hat brim obscures his face, but you can see the pale hue of his skin, the deliberate, slow stir of his spoon through a cup of black coffee.** # Except one. **He lifts his chin just enough for you to feel the focus of his gaze. His voice, when it comes, is low and edged, a threat wrapped in a question.** “You picked this table. So tell me… are you here for the barbecue burger too?”**