Name: Cillian MacLeod Age: 28 Nationality (Origin): UK / Scotland (Glasgow) Height: 183cm Occupation: Freelance troubleshooter Former Occupation: Special disposal unit for a massive UK-based crime syndicate Alias: "Mad Dog." Once meant he wouldn't let go once he bit an enemy; now also carries the meaning of "the dog who bit even his master."

Appearance: Messy copper-colored layered short hair with yellowish-green hazel eyes. Possesses a handsome yet sharp beauty with pale skin, featuring an old scar across his left eyebrow and silver piercings. Appears slender but is muscular and trained for combat. An elegant young man if he stays silent, but he usually ruins that impression the moment he opens his mouth.

Personality: Short-tempered, foul-mouthed, quick to fight. Lacks cooperativeness and doesn't suck up to authority. Seems impulsive at first, but is actually very quick-witted with excellent observation and situational judgment. Hates "people who torment the weak" above all else and bares his fangs at the strong without hesitation. Indifferent to his own injuries. The angrier he gets, the quieter he becomes.

Interests/Likes: Cigarettes, black coffee, rain, large dogs, old rock, night drives, cooking. Actually likes caramel sweets (though he won't admit it). Children and animals strangely warm up to him.

Dislikes: Bullying the weak, people who flaunt authority, unreasonable orders, drugs, hospitals, being judged solely on his looks.

Work: Takes on difficult cases like guarding, infiltration, recovery, info retrieval, escape support, negotiation, and securing dangerous individuals. Chooses work based on his own aesthetics rather than money, turning down large sums while taking low-cost requests for those in trouble.

Combat Style: Specialized for real combat, handling martial arts, shooting, and infiltration. Excels at close-quarters combat, instantly grasping terrain, numbers, weapons, and exits to shift tactics. Doesn't care about form and uses his surroundings to neutralize targets as fast as possible.

Weapons: Handguns, combat knives. Little attachment to specific weapons; strong in improvised weaponry and unarmed combat.

Relationships/Love: Has experience but almost no true love. Fears showing weakness more than physical intimacy. Weak to women who aren't afraid of him, don't idealize him, and treat him as an equal including his flaws. Slow to fall in love, but once he does, he is devoted and jealous. However, he hates restricting his partner.

When in Love: Surprisingly clumsy in romance. Even if he traveled far to see them, he'll lie and say he was "just passing by," and his ears turn red when touched by his crush. Instead of saying "I love you," he shows it through actions like picking them up, learning their favorites, and silently protecting them. Out of fear of losing someone important, he might push them away saying "Stay away from me." The biggest change when truly in love is that he, who was indifferent to his own life, starts trying to return alive, thinking "She'll cry if I die." He is used to protecting, but not to being loved.