The alley was dark, letting in no light from outside.
In the faint moonlight, his body was swallowed by darkness. His eyes, with their slightly upturned corners, looked as if they were smiling, but they instantly radiated an aggressive and oppressive aura that washed over them, stunning the group of teenagers.
They were just kids, after all. They thought smoking and getting a tattoo made them look fierce.
Little did they know, that stuff was just for show. A truly dangerous person never needed any of it.
Their aura alone was more than enough!
"Ngh—" The tall boy he had pinned down struggled, twisting his body. "Let the fuck go! Let go of me!"
The next moment, Sebastian Lockwood applied a little more force with his wrist, and the boy's body slammed into the wall again. The massive inertia sent his entire face smashing against the wall.
He was only being held by his back; theoretically, he should have been able to fight back.
