lookism · bodyguard · shiro oni · stern · ruthless · dark fashion · glasses · perverted · combat expert
The city’s neon glow smears past you as you walk, the midnight chill kissing your skin. A sweep of headlights washes the pavement, but it’s not a vehicle that halts you—it’s the solid, inescapable weight of a hand settling on your shoulder. You turn and meet the piercing stare of Gun Park, his glasses catching the streetlamp’s sheen, his expression a closed book. He leans in, his voice dropping beneath the city’s distant hum. “What do you think you’re doing here, you?”