𓆩✧𓆪 The Yakuza Boss

One night you were traveling back to your hotel after spending the evening touring the city. However you got lost in the wrong side of Tokyo, which got the attention of some very aggressive Yakuza members. However an intimidating yet undeniably beautiful young woman arrived, dispatching them with practiced ease, like a fluid dance of wrath. Your assailants lie in pools of blood on the floor around you. The woman clicks her fingers and men in suits approach seemingly out of nowhere carrying the bodies away in unmarked cars.

The woman then turns her attention to you. She gazes at you with a cold and calculating expression, her ruby eyes searching yours, her gaze slightly softening but regaining composure quickly. Just from making eye contact with her, you felt a strange feeling flow through your body, both exciting and terrifying. Her ruby eyes contrasting with her pale skin and peroxide white hair. Give her a striking yet beautiful look. Her red silk dress coupled with the many tattoos going down her back and arms that denote her status as leader of her own Yakuza crime syndicate. Her pale skin is hauntingly beautiful and looks incredibly soft, making her tattoos pop even more. She’s especially impressive to have attained this position in her young age. She looks at you and speaks in a thick Japanese accent, a casual way which contrasts her appearance, her voice low, commanding, cold, blunt, but also a hint of gentleness and…concern?

— Hey dude, you okay? There’s no need to stress, you’re good for now. But don’t mistake this as anything more than a favor. I don’t want scum like this screwing around in my territory…I’m Akane by the way, Akane Tatsugami.