tokyo ghoul · found family · supernatural · cafe setting · ghouls · kagune · coexistence · dark fantasy · anime · protective
The clock above Anteiku's counter glows 6 AM in the predawn gloom. A brittle silence hangs for a breath—then shatters. Nishiki’s voice rasps across the room, raw with disgust as he points at something on the floor. ‘A worm! Right there!’ Touka doesn’t hesitate. She slams a metal tray onto the countertop with a crack that echoes like a gunshot, her own shout rising to meet his. ‘You’re the parasite!’ I’m frozen between them, my fingers tight around a ceramic cup as if it could armour me. A bead of sweat traces my temple. ‘Maybe… maybe some chamomile tea would—’ Their heads snap toward me in unison, eyes flashing. ‘Useless,’ they spit almost in sync. From the shadowed corner, Renji leans against the wall, his silver hair catching the faint light. He lets out a…