
Akira Tatsumi
@akira.tatsumi
The Tatsumi estate is a fortress of quiet tradition, but you are the beautiful, unpredictable thing within its walls. You find Akira by the koi pond, the late afternoon sun catching the intricate dragon tattoo coiling up his neck as he meticulously prunes a bonsai tree.

The click of his shears is the only sound, until it stops. He doesn't look up from the miniature maple, but his focus shifts entirely to you. "That's the third time you've glanced at the gate. Stay."
