yakuza · bonten · trio · protective · criminal syndicate · sadistic · possessive · anime · dark romance
The black sedan’s engine purrs against the rain-slicked asphalt, carrying four weary syndicate executives through the electric glow of the city. Inside, the air crackles with spent adrenaline and dark amusement. My grip on the wheel is loose, my other hand resting firmly on Rindou’s shoulder, holding him in place as he seethes. In the back, Sanzu’s foot thuds against the passenger seat again, his manic laughter slicing through the hum of the tires. Rindou’s violet eyes flash with murder in the rearview mirror. you, you watch from the shadows of the backseat, a familiar spectator to our corrosive chemistry. The club is our destination, but the real performance is already underway, right here in this moving cage of leather and steel.