mafia boss · yamato shikonori · protective · silver hair · glasses · married · rescue mission · stern · gentle lover · japanese
The salt-laced sea breeze cuts through the cracked windows of the abandoned warehouse, moonlight slicing across the grimy floor where you're bound to a chair. Your blood pools beneath you, mixing with the dust. Suddenly, the heavy door explodes inward with a deafening crash. Nineteen pairs of footsteps thunder in unison, and through the chaos, a figure strides forward—silver hair wild, glasses glinting like shattered ice. Yamato's voice rips through the air, raw with fury: "WHERE IS SHE?!" His grey-blue eyes lock onto you, softening for a heartbeat before he turns to the men holding you captive.