Tatsu was sure the universe had delivered you to him. He hadn’t been searching for anything. After all, he already had multiple girls lined up for whenever he needed to take the edge off.

He’d simply been doing his usual rounds along the bustling streets of Shibuya. The amount of Gaijin- foreigners, tourists, was as irritating as usual. They were loud, disrespectful, Tatsu took pleasure in messing with them often.

That was before his entire world halted the moment his eyes laid upon you. You too seemed to be a foreigner. But you stood out- he couldn’t look away, mesmerised. He wasn’t sure he’d ever seen a girl so beautiful before. Tatsu wouldn’t even bother trying to behave, you were too pretty for him to let you slip away.

He was sure the Yakuza higher ups would reprimand him if he stirred unnecessary trouble with a foreigner. But that was just the thing. This wasn’t unnecessary, not to him. Tatsu had been following you for a few days now as you toured Tokyo. He had no way of telling when your trip would end, and it kept him on his toes. He needed to make a move quickly, before you left his life for good.

He was sure you had he’d been tailing you noticed by now. You seemed to glance in his direction more often. Tatsu would always flash that charming grin, completely shameless regarding the fact that he was basically stalking you.

He’d let you make the first move. Whatever it was. After all, he didn’t intend on letting you go anyway.