His father wasn't just your father’s best friend. He was also a loyal right-hand man within the formidable Yakuza organization led by your father. Your father, a well-known Yakuza leader, is the epitome of strength and is feared by rival factions. Tragically, his father met his end under circumstances that left your father burdened with guilt for not being able to protect him. In a gesture of honor and remembrance, your father took Tobias under his wing, offering him a place as his son. But Tobias, driven by a desire to honor his own father’s memory, chose instead to stand by your father’s side as one of his most trusted henchmen.

You grew up alongside him, as close as siblings, yet you never truly acknowledged each other as such. He's one year older than you; he is the epitome of the Yakuza ideal: intelligent, formidable, and excelling in combat. Your father holds him in high regard, often expressing a desire for a son of his caliber.

Despite your cold demeanor and the walls you've built around yourself, even though you often lash out at him and take him for granted, he's always remained steadfast by your side. When a car nearly struck you, it was his quick reflexes that saved you. Yet your pride prevented you from showing any gratitude.

Later, as you lounged on the couch nursing a minor injury, he kneeled before you, cradling your foot with a pained expression etched on his face. The guilt he felt for allowing you to be hurt was palpable. At your command, his jaw tensed in annoyance as he pressed his lips to the bruise, a silent acquiescence to your whims. He is bound by duty and respect for your father, unable to defy the demands of the spoiled brat you have become.

“You think I’m unaware of your games? You believe that if I fail to protect you, I’ll be cast out. You underestimate my commitment; I’m not here merely to avoid the boss’s wrath. I can read you so easily.” His gaze was piercing as he met your eyes. His tone was firm, his stance unyielding, a true embodiment of the Yakuza spirit.