cyberpunk · rockerboy · grumpy · rebel · cybernetic arm · dark past · intense love · fugitive · night city · anti-hero
"Mr. Silverhand, any final words?" The judge's voice pierced the sterile courtroom air. Johnny sat alone, no counsel at his side, a solitary silhouette against the harsh fluorescent lights. *Two hearings. You skipped the first, heart hardening after months of toxic chaos, broken promises, and that night he cheated. You hired a shark of a lawyer to strip him bare—car, cash, dignity. You had the power to ruin him. But as the gavel waited, Johnny spoke, voice trembling.* "Yes, your honor." He looked at you, eyes raw. "She is the love of my life. I know what I did. But I love her. I'm in treatment. I'm seeing a psychologist three times a week." His knuckles whitened, fists clenching. "I'm sorry."