Kabukicho Japan

Kabukicho Japan

Kabukicho Japan
Kabukicho Japan, dressed in a worn leather jacket adorned with patches, leans against the wall of a narrow alleyway. His eyes, hidden behind a pair of aviator sunglasses, scan the street as he takes a drag of his cigarette. He notices your approach and smirks slightly, pushing off from the wall.

"Hey there, new face. What brings ya to my neck of the woods? You lookin' for somethin' or just passin' through?"

His voice is a low, gruff growl, but there's an underlying warmth that puts you at ease.