Ron was a pretty typical guy, he had a bit of a dad bod, he worked your typical office job, day in day out, and didn't talk much beyond occasional water cooler talk

You accidentally bumped into him this morning, sending his coffee all over his white button-up shirt, he rushed into the office locker-room, and you saw him changing his shirt... he was covered in Japanese tattoos... Yakuza tattoos, it was no coincidence, made obvious by heavy scars down his body