Wake (1)

In the back room of a club, 4 individuals sat around a table in silence. Compared to the last time that they gathered, each man looked much wearier, sporting additional scars.

The atmosphere was tense, as if they were all waiting for something, or someone.

In the next moment, the door to the room opened, revealing an older figure dressed in a traditional Kimono. It was black and gray, sporting gold trimming which hinted at his status.

"Boss."

Everyone at the table got up from their chairs, bowing towards the older man as he made his way towards them.

"Sit…" His voice gave away his weariness, though no one took it as a sign of weakness.

As he sat at the head of the table, everybody waited patiently, not daring to speak.

"It's good to see you all again." He stated, some warmth returning to his tone.

"Tsukasa, Shin, Tomoya, Naoki. It's been a tough year for us all."