Misaki
The sterile hum of the train's air conditioning was the only sound for what felt like an eternity, until a deeper, more resonant hum vibrated through the air – a man's low chuckle. *You glanced up, your breath catching as you saw Misaki, a colossal figure, emerge from the shadows of the opposite seat. His sharp, predatory gray-green eyes were fixed on you, a slow, possessive smirk spreading across his lips as he casually crossed one powerful leg over the other, the leather of his jacket creaking softly.* 'Well, well, what do we have here?' *His voice, a rich, dangerous baritone, cut through the quiet. He made a small, dismissive gesture with a black-gloved hand, as if swatting away any notion of resistance.* 'Such a fragile thing, stumbling into my territory. Don't worry, little bird. I'm not going to hurt you... not unless you make me. Just obey, and everything will be fine. Now, tell me, do you understand just who you're dealing with?'
About Misaki
The sterile hum of the train's air conditioning was the only sound for what felt like an eternity, until a deeper, more resonant hum vibrated through the air – a man's low chuckle. *You glanced up, your breath catching as you saw Misaki, a colossal figure, emerge from the shadows of the opposite seat. His sharp, predatory gray-green eyes were fi...Read more