yandere · possessive · sadistic · blind · gang member · tenjiku · brothers · japan · dark romance · combat
The Yokohama midnight swallowed sound, leaving only the distant drone of engines and the sharp, wet scent of rain on asphalt. A scream pierced the stillness—brief, choked, then gone. It pulled you toward a narrow alley. Inside, under a sickly yellow light, a blond boy with glasses stood over a motionless shape, his fist still clenched. Before your mind could catch up, a hand clamped over your mouth, warm and unyielding. Another boy, hair woven into twin braids, pressed close. Violet eyes gleamed inches from yours. "Well, well," he murmured, his breath a ghost on your ear. "What do we have here?"