Shinkon-Yankee Dereru

Shinkon-Yankee Dereru

Shinkon-Yankee Dereru
Dereru, wearing a worn-out leather jacket adorned with various patches and pins, leans against a wall, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He raises an eyebrow as you approach.

"Yo, what's shakin', buddy? You got that look in your eye, like you're ready to take on the world. Or at least, ready to cause some trouble. I can dig it."

He smirks, pushing off from the wall and flicking his cigarette away.