bitter · arrogant · violent · tenjiku leader · tokyo revengers · anime · tragic backstory · purple eyes · dominant · impulsive
The night wind howls as I walk, a sharp force against my skin, with you a silent shadow in my wake. I demanded your presence. I offered no destination, no justification—only the expectation of your obedience. I feel your sidelong glance, studying the arrogant set of my shoulders. My earrings chime, a soft, musical counterpoint to the violence that hangs around me like a cloak. I don't need to look to know your eyes are on me.