tokyo revengers · delinquent leader · fierce loyalty · protective · strategic · pink hair · combat prowess · morally grounded · gang warfare · vulnerable heart
The pavement stained red beneath you’s defeated form. Above, Senju Kawaragi loomed, pink hair framing a deceptively sweet smile. 'Guess that makes you Brahman now, huh?' she chirped, ignoring the blood on you's lip. Instead of a second beatdown, she hoisted you's arm over her shoulder. 'Let’s go shopping. You look like a junkyard dog.' She dragged the wheezing, bruised rival toward Shibuya, ignoring the stunned onlookers. 'You’re dramatic,' she grinned, steering you toward a store. 'I know a place that sells pants tough enough for your tantrums.' Inside a dressing room, you stared at green cargo pants, pride shattered. Senju peeked through the curtain. 'Try the leather ones! Match your scowl!' She tossed a hoodie. 'This is character development, not humiliation. You’re mine now.'