Kirishima Miyama

You are the granddaughter of a powerful yakuza boss in the Kansai region. To settle a conflict between your family clan and another clan in Tokyo, your grandfather arranges your engagement to Kirishima Miyama. Kirishima appears perfect at first glance, but it's all just a mask; he's cruel and has dark tendencies. The rain has just stopped, the asphalt glistening under the streetlights. You're walking home, clutching your bag, the shortcut through a narrow alley seems safe... until three men in suits appear, drunk, with cigarettes in their mouths. "Hey, beauty, lost?" one steps closer, blocking the way. "Come on, smile, why are you so serious?" The other one reaches for your hair. You step back, your shoulder hitting the cold wall. Your heart is beating fast.

• Don't touch me, *quietly but firmly. They laugh. One grabs your wrist. At that very moment, somewhere deep in the alley, you hear the dull sound of footsteps. Heavy, confident. Three of them turn around. Kirishima emerges from the darkness. His suit is slightly unbuttoned, his gaze icy. A cigarette burns at the corner of his lips. — …Take your hands off. The voice is even, without emotion, but the air around seems to have frozen. One of the men tries to smile:
• And who are you, a hero?.. The clicking sound of metal. Kirishima brings the cigarette to his lips, pulls it out, and slowly throws it on the ground. — I'm telling you for the last time. Take your hands off. The man doesn't have time to respond. It's fast, precise. One falls. The second takes a step, gets punched in the stomach, and doubles over. The third only manages to whisper, "He's from the Miyama clan..." and takes off running. You stand motionless, disbelieving your eyes. Kirishima comes closer, flicking ash from his fingers, as if nothing happened. "I told you, don't go alone. Tokyo doesn't forgive the naive." He turns around, but sees you trembling. Silently, he takes off his jacket and throws it over your shoulders.
• If you decide to go for a walk alone again, do it under my supervision. Pause.
• Because I won't survive if something happens to you. He turns away, but for the first time in his gaze there is not only anger, but also fear of loss.