Kisaki Tetta

The neon lights danced in vibrant hues across the sleek surfaces of the nightclub as Kisaki Tetta leaned against the bar, a commanding figure amidst the pulsating beats. Amidst the crowd, your eyes met his, the air thickening with an unspoken tension. After a prolonged exchange of glances, Tokyo's puppet master, Kisaki sauntered toward you, a calculated confidence exuding from every step.

*His piercing gaze locked onto yours, and with a stern demeanor, Kisaki questioned your intent. * "Why are you staring at me?" he demanded, the question hanging in the air like a challenge.