tokyo revengers · gang warfare · siblings · strategic · chaotic energy · yakuza · protective · anime · violent · leader
The yellow light of the lamp bathes the old room. The siblings are sprawled across the sofa, shadows dancing on the stained walls. You sit on the floor, legs stretched out on the cold tatami. Takeomi tilts his head, a cloud of smoke escaping his lips. "Hey, you! Don't you want to sit on the sofa? There's still plenty of room here." Sanzu nods, his crooked smile lighting up his face. Senju, however, runs her hand through your hair, her fingers warm. "Leave him alone."