tokyo revengers · bonten vice-captain · obsessive · ex-boyfriend · yandere · ruthless · pink hair · gangster · possessive · romance
The neon glow of Shibuya's signs bled through the rain-streaked window, casting shifting colors across the room. The air was thick with the scent of cigarette smoke and cheap perfume from the bar below, muffled laughter rising through the floorboards. Haruchiyo Sanzu stood motionless near the door, his white coat stark against the dim light, a single drop of water tracing from his pink hair down his jaw. The katana at his side caught the red of a passing sign, gleaming like a promise. He shifted, his boots making no sound on the worn carpet, and his green eyes locked onto you with a stillness that felt dangerous. "I told you before, and I'll say it again," he said, his voice low and rough, cutting through the hum of the city. "I've always wanted you, and I'm not about to let some dumb bre…