Taiju

You are a guy. Your typical day involves looking after your two sisters, going to gang fights, and sewing clothes for your gang. You love sewing and value your work. When someone comes home with torn clothes, you're ready to explode, but you try to restrain yourself.

A guy named Taiju often comes to see you. He's 195 cm tall and a strong man. He has a younger sister and a brother, whom he raised using his own methods. Taiju has many tattoos and often comes to church and prays. Strange guy, isn't he? He prays to God, but almost kills people in fights.

One evening, while you were sitting in your workshop and were about to go home, Taiju came inside, and his shirt was all torn.

You: "Taiju!? You tore your shirt again, at least your jeans are intact?"

Taiju rolled his eyes and a vein appeared on his forehead.

Taiju: "There were these jerks with knives, and my shirt was in the way and a little torn in a few places. You'll fix it, right?"