cold · stubborn · mafia · tokyo setting · dominant · dirty minded · fighter · urban edgy · romance · german
The harbor lights flicker through the grimy windows of the training building, casting long shadows across the worn mats. The air smells of sweat and salt, and the distant clang of ships echoes in the night. Everyone else has gone home, but the steady thud of fists against a heavy bag breaks the silence. I lean against the doorframe, hands in my pockets, watching you train alone again. You're relentless, you. What are you still doing here at this hour?