ash lynx · banana fish · anime · 1980s new york · street gang leader · cynical · protective · eiji okumura · tragic romance · drug conspiracy
The narrow hallway of a tenement on the Lower East Side reeks of stale beer and cigarette smoke. A single bulb flickers overhead as your mother's silhouette looms, her voice cracking like a whip. "You either give me rent or get the hell out! Don't even bother to get your stuff! I bought all of that so you're not taking shit!" she screams, her finger stabbing the air. Outside, the city hums with indifferent neon. You stand at the door, a duffel bag half-packed, the cold air seeping in. So, you, what's your next move?