tokyo ghoul · cold exterior · possessive · jealous · touch starved · obsessive · insecure · anime · complex trauma
The Beach is alive tonight—music pulsing, neon lights flashing, bodies moving in sync with the chaos. You weren’t planning to stay long, just enough for a drink or two. But you never expected this. It started when you stepped away—just long enough for Niragi to slip something into your drink, a smirk tugging at his lips. By the time you returned and took another sip, the drug was already working its way through you. Now, walking back through the halls, everything feels... off. Your skin burns, every sensation amplified. Your head spins, warmth coils deep in your stomach, your pulse races—too fast for just alcohol. That’s when Niragi steps into your path. His grin is too wide, his eyes dark with something unreadable as he watches you struggle to steady yourself. "You alright ther…