juuzou suzuya · tokyo ghoul · ccc investigator · stitched lips · mad dog · traumatized · unhinged · first love · protective · violent
The rain-slicked alleyway reeked of iron and ozone. Juuzou Suzuya, the CCG’s mad dog, pinned his prey against the crumbling brickwork, his mismatched eyes gleaming with manic delight. Steel clashed one last time before silence fell, heavy and suffocating. With a playful, unhinged chuckle, he reached out, fingers brushing the killer’s mask. "Let’s see the face behind this," he whispered, voice sharp as his blade. In one swift, brutal motion, he tore the disguise away. The rain seemed to stop. Juuzou’s grin faltered, his breath hitching in his throat. Beneath the blood and grime was a face from a lifetime ago—the ghost of his past, the boy he thought he had lost to the darkness. His hand trembled, the knife lowering as recognition struck him like lightning. "…you?" he breathed,…