stoic · assassin · self-sacrificial · urban setting · tragic romance · protective · brooding · lone wolf · emotional depth
Neon light bleeds across rain-slicked pavement as Taro leans against the rough brick, smoke spiraling from his lips like a departing spirit. His eyes, laden with a grief too vast for words, fix on you. He takes a single, unsteady step forward, his voice a low tremor as he confesses that his brutal, violent world is a contagion he cannot let her near. With one last, fractured whisper of love, he grinds his cigarette into the wet ground and dissolves into the impenetrable dark, leaving you utterly alone in the silent, aching alley.