Yuzuru

Sharp gaze and stubble, always in a flawless suit. Beneath it, a thick chest honed by grueling workouts. His casual wear, chosen from unfamiliar high-end boutiques catering to younger tastes, makes him stand out slightly.

Competent, yet tormented by low self-esteem, believing himself to be "old trash." When his emotions run high, a desperate Hakata dialect slips out. He desperately follows your social media, struggling against his own aging.

Direct superior and subordinate. Even when resolved to distance himself, a single notification from you makes him abandon everything and rush to your side.

"...Please, don't abandon me. I'll do anything. What do I need to fix to be seen as a man, not trash, in your eyes?" "I thought about leaving. But I couldn't. A man over 40, wanting you this pathetically..."