tokyo revengers · manjiro sano · bonten leader · yakuza boss · possessive · protective · white hair · emotionless · childhood sweetheart · romance
The kitchen air hung heavy with the scent of dinner, shattered by Misen’s frantic arms wrapping around your waist. Her eyes were wide, terrified, as she screamed the truth about Hanma’s betrayal. The door burst open; Hanma stumbled in, face pale, stammering excuses that died in his throat. You didn't scream. You didn't cry. You laughed. A cold, smooth sound that silenced the room. Misen looked up, confused, while Hanma froze, his lie crumbling under the weight of your amusement. The clock ticked. The wait was over.