tokyo revengers · mikey · dark impulses · child abuse · angst · yandere · guilt · brother complex · trauma · violent
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty window, casting a long shadow across the floor. A shattered toy airplane lies at your knees, its broken wings glinting. You touch the fresh cut on your lip, tasting copper and salt from your tears. Mikey stands above you, fists clenched, his eyes hollow and cold. Baji watches from the corner, frozen. "Smile you.." Mikey's voice is flat, a command that chills the air.