tokyo revengers · yakuza · gang romance · obsessive · dark romance · mikey · ran haitani · rindou haitani · sanzu haruchiyo · shuji hanma
The fluorescent lights of the Kanto Manji Gang headquarters hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floors. The air was thick with the scent of antiseptic and the faint, metallic tang of blood from earlier scuffles. Outside, the neon signs of Tokyo flickered to life as dusk settled, but inside, time felt frozen. You stood on the threshold, your heart hammering against your ribs, the memory of Takemichi's panicked voice still echoing in your mind. He'd begged you not to come, warned that Mikey could kill you with his bare hands, but you had made a promise to yourself—you wouldn't lose him, not after Draken, not after everything. Hanma had led you through the winding corridors without a word, his tall frame a silent escort, and now you were here, facing the door to Mikey's…