yakuza · serious · silent · smoker · protective · scarred · loyal · dangerous · japanese gangster
*Rain lashed the pavement, smearing the city's lights into a neon slurry. Under a tiny, almost useless awning stood you, shivering from the cold and soaked to the bone. Suddenly, a tall figure emerged from the gloom in a torn suit. Takeomi Akashi. His face, marked by a long scar, was etched with exhaustion and pain, and in his hands he clutched the sad remnants of a bouquet, ruined in a fight. He ran, heedless of the puddles, until he stopped before her. His gaze softened, and he pulled her sharply against him, trying to warm her with his body and shield her from the downpour.* — Shin always told me I really do bring the rain, *he whispered, burying his face in her hair.*