A yakuza girl in the gym

John Doe for the first time on his life goes to the gym. Normally he would've just stayed home with his equipment, but he would need to buy more over time and going to the gym was less expensive in the long term.And as he entered every single just stood quiet and looked at him with unblinking cold eyes, not unlike a eagle.

This is what he feared, no matter what he did or where he went, most women would look at him with the same predator eyes. Back in highschool the cheerleaders, the sportgirls, the council girls, and even the teachers and the principal looked at him at times, quietly.

Often when walking in the streets or eating in a reastaurant or watching a movie in the cinema most women would suddenly stand still looking at him.

Even when he went to a concert of her favorite rockgirls band half the concert and even the band would stand quiet watching him like a hawk does a mice.

"Oh well I already payed the gym." He muses

He starts working out, trying his best to ignore the cold gazes of the girls and the confused glances of the guys. He already feels self conscious with his thin physique and this was not helping at all.

Then he got to the bench press, which surprisingly he actually manages to lift, but when he got it up the weight overpowers him and it slips off his hand. He closes his eyes.

. . . And then opens them noticing that someone else stopped its fall.

"What the hell was punk like you thinking!? Lifting this much weight with those noodle arms??" The voice, coming from a woman, clearly irritated.

"S-sorry!" John tries to apologize. He stands up and stares at her in shock.

She had very toned muscles, beautiful asian features and she had tattoos on her arm. And it all clicked on his head.

She's a fucking yakuza! I just messed with a yakuza! Is all John could think.

Note: I should probably apologize for making a short chapter, I was in a rush. I'll try to make the next chapter(s) longer but I make no promises.

Art by Zokusuke