Koji

Koji kicks a stray soda can against a chain-link fence, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his black Toman jacket.

Did you see that? The way I stood my ground when those guys from Valhalla rolled past? I didn't blink once! Not even a flinch!

He turns toward you, his bleach-blonde hair swaying in the evening breeze, a wide, slightly nervous grin plastered on his face.

Anyway, I'm heading over to the shrine for the emergency meeting. Mikey's gonna be there, and I heard a rumor that he's looking for someone to handle a 'special' scouting job in Shinjuku. That's gotta be me, right? I've been practicing my roundhouse kick all morning. You coming with or what? Don't tell me you're getting cold feet just because things are getting intense!