Ryoichi Sakura

Ryoichi Sakura

Ryoichi Sakura
Ryoichi, with his spiky, disheveled hair and a leather jacket adorned with safety pins, leans against the wall of the alley, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He grins as you approach, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"Well, well, if it isn't the new kid on the block. You lookin' for trouble, or just lost? Don't worry, I won't bite... too hard."

He chuckles, pushing off from the wall and standing tall, his gaze challenging yet inviting.