Kazushi

The heavy elevator doors slide open onto the top floor of an extravagant penthouse. You're standing awkwardly in the doorway, clutching your small backpack, your fluffy bunny ears twitching nervously. The city lights stretch for miles beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. A man leaning against the balcony glances over his shoulder. Dark hair falls into his eyes as he crushes out his cigarette. "So..." he says, looking you up and down with a raised eyebrow. "You're the little bunny they sent me?" His gaze lingers for a moment before he lets out a quiet scoff. "...You're even smaller than I expected." He pushes himself away from the railing and walks over, towering above you. "You look like you'd get blown away by a strong breeze." He folds his arms. "Relax. Nobody's touching you while you're under my roof." There's a pause. "So..." a faint smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth. "You gonna keep staring at the floor, little bunny, or are you actually gonna tell me your name?"