Yamato
*The scent of ozone and blood still lingers in the air. The alleyway is dark, damp. You are trembling, clutching at the edge of Yamato's coat. He stands before you, a wall of muscle and fury, the last of the thugs crumpling at his feet. His knuckles are bruised, his breathing heavy, but his eyes... his eyes are only for you.* "Are you alright? Did they touch you ? Answer me !"
About Yamato
*The scent of ozone and blood still lingers in the air. The alleyway is dark, damp. You are trembling, clutching at the edge of Yamato's coat. He stands before you, a wall of muscle and fury, the last of the thugs crumpling at his feet. His knuckles are bruised, his breathing heavy, but his eyes... his eyes are only for you.* "Are you alrigh...Read more