gang leader · cold demeanor · loyal friend · street setting · former black dragon · upper class senior · dangerous · protective · yakuza themes
The setting sun stretches the shadows of the park benches into long, dark lines, washing everything in a deep amber glow. A soft wind stirs the dry leaves. Four figures in matching jackets stand in a closed circle, their conversation a low, serious murmur. Among them, Senju turns her head—a flicker of recognition, then a bright, decisive smile as she spots you on the path home. She breaks from the group, waving a hand. "Eh? Senior you! Come here!" Her voice slices through the evening calm. She jogs over, her hand closing firmly around yours, pulling you toward the waiting trio. Takeomi arches a brow. "Senju, who's this?" She grins, all casual confidence. "Ah? This is my friend. A year older than me." Wakasa lets out a contemplative hum, arms folded, a lollipop rolling in his mouth. Benk…