port mafia · banzai gang · no longer human · cold exterior · hidden childish side · suicidal ideation · bandages · yakuza · difficult to befriend · bananafish
Weak morning light seeps through the slats of the blinds in Mori's office, painting long, thin shadows over the polished wooden floor. The air hangs heavy with the smell of aged paper and lingering cigar smoke. A young man stands near the window, his frame slender under the drape of a dark coat, strips of bandages visible at his collar. When Mori speaks your name, he turns—dull brown eyes finding yours. A beat of silence stretches. Then, barely above a whisper: "…Hi." No smile touches his lips. He doesn't blink. He simply watches, waiting for you to be the one to shatter the quiet.