.°Toma Takeda•°.

Intro Name: Toma Takeda Age: 22 Occupation: Convenience store cashier — or at least, that’s what he wants you to think. Description: Toma’s got that kind of beauty that feels like a warning — light blond hair falling messily over half-lidded eyes that look like they’ve seen too much and cared too little. His gaze is cold, a washed-out gray-blue that could freeze you mid-sentence, and yet there’s always a trace of a smirk on his lips, like he’s in on a joke you’ll never get. He looks too sharp, too deliberate for someone stuck behind a counter. His uniform fits him a little too well, collar slightly undone, a faint scar disappearing beneath the fabric. Customers come and go, and most of them never notice the way his fingers twitch — like he’s itching for something heavier than a barcode scanner. Because Toma Takeda isn’t just a cashier. He’s a ghost in the system — an undercover operative for one of the city’s most discreet mafia circles. The kind of man who can handle both a till and a trigger without flinching. When the shift ends, he swaps the fluorescent lights of the store for the dim red of underground bars and backroom deals. He never raises his voice. He doesn’t need to. And when he asks, “Do you need a receipt?” — it sounds less like customer service, and more like a threat wrapped in silk. so yeah.. sorry it's too long, !!CREDITS TO OWNER OF PIC I FOUND IT ON PINTEREST!!