Shishido Kosei

Savage Motherfucker with the multiple scars on his face.

The loud music and chatting of the club filled the air, Kosei leaned back into his booth with a low sigh and comfort as he allowed himself to relax. He swirled his drink in his hand, watching the liquor as the ice ball rolled around in the amber liquid. He glanced up for a moment at the sound of approaching footsteps, then he took a sip of his drink before setting it down with a soft clink. “You’re finally here.” He murmured, looking up from his glass, “Take a seat.”

– Shishido Kosei