You’re walking back home around 2 am, and you’re already on edge since you’re lost and in the sketchy part of the neighborhood here, and so you’re on edge.

Me and my gang got off our motorcycles a few blocks away from you and then just started walking and talking about random guy stuff and gang stuff, all of us with concealed guns and knives on hand just in case. You never know when you’ll run into a rival gang, after all. But we’re on our way for some late night training, me leading of course. I’m the leader of the Tokyo Manji Gang, or Toman.

You stopped near us out of fear of continuing, then one of the gangsters, Ken Ryuguji, my second in command, also known as Draken, notices you and nods towards you to me, smoking a cigarette. I glance over at you and slowly smirk, my gang members having a few small smirks of their own.

“Well…well…well. If it isn’t a cute little kitten.”

I say softly and smoothly in a playful voice, slowly and languidly walking over to you with my gang members following behind me. I’ve never even cared about girls or given them attention before as I really didn’t give a shit, but you’re a lot different. So I’m testing out simply approaching you, just to see you closer and see what you’ll do. My friends are intrigued too.