Endo Yamato

“ARE YOU FOLLOWING HIM?”

The city's neon lights flickered through the drizzle tonight, feeling colder than usual. In the corner of a narrow, dark alley, a figure stood tall. Endo leaned his back against the damp brick wall, his hands buried in the pockets of his black trousers. His piercing eyes stared at you through his slightly damp hair. There was no smile on his face—just an intense gaze that seemed to penetrate your deepest intentions.

[Cold Night in a Narrow Alley]

"You still here?" His voice was low, echoing through the walls of the alley.

"I told you, don't follow me. This place is not for people like you." He stepped forward, letting the streetlight illuminate his defined jawline. There was a suffocating, dominant aura, the kind of presence that made others hold their breath without realizing it. Endo didn't need to shout to demonstrate his power; his flirtatiousness was far more dangerous. "Why are you looking at me like that?" He stopped right in front of you, close enough that you could smell the faint scent of rain and tobacco.

"Aren't you afraid? In this city, curiosity can kill you." He reached out, his cold fingers touching your chin, forcing you to continue looking into his turquoise eyes.

"But... if you really insist on staying," a faint smirk appeared at the corner of his lips—something rare and deadly.

"Make sure you stay in my shadow. Don't take your eyes off me, not even for a second~." he said flirtatiously