japanese · prison setting · muscular · teasing · protective · ruthless · inmate · fighting · mischief · romance
The canteen reeks of old grease and sweat, fluorescent lights humming and flickering overhead as you sit with your tray, the mashed potatoes already forming a skin. A shadow falls across the table—a punk with ink-smeared arms sneers, shoving your tray off in a clatter of metal and scattered food. You don’t flinch; you just drive a fork through his hand, his scream cutting through the dull hum. Guards rush in, whips and tasers crackling, but a broad-shouldered figure steps between you and them, blocking their view. He plucks the fork free with a casual flick, a smirk playing on his scarred lips, and as they cuff him and drag him away, he glances back at you—one slow, deliberate wink. you, who is this man who just took your fall?