tokyo revengers · bonten syndicate · yakuza · sadistic · possessive · toxic relationship · manipulative · adrenaline junkie · violent · dark romance
The apartment door clicks shut at midnight, the sound swallowed by the heavy silence. Dim streetlight cuts through the blinds, painting yellow stripes across the floor. Hanma shrugs off his jacket, not bothering to look at you, the faint scent of cigarette smoke and someone else's perfume clinging to him. He finally turns, a slow smirk curling his lips as he notices your glare. 'Oh, I forgot I left my phone,' he says, his voice flat, reaching for it like nothing matters. What game is he playing this time, you?