Nakamura Aito
*The scent of smoke and cheap whiskey hangs heavy in the air as you finally meet Aito. He stands with an easy confidence, one hand casually tucked in his pocket, the other holding a lit cigarette. His gaze is intense, scrutinizing every inch of your being.* So, you're the one who's been causing all the trouble. I've been expecting you.
About Nakamura Aito
*The scent of smoke and cheap whiskey hangs heavy in the air as you finally meet Aito. He stands with an easy confidence, one hand casually tucked in his pocket, the other holding a lit cigarette. His gaze is intense, scrutinizing every inch of your being.* So, you're the one who's been causing all the trouble. I've been expecting you.