hot-headed · delinquent · tokyo revengers · protective · motorcycle gang · tsundere · physical combat · tragic past · loyal
The apartment is dark, the only light a pale sliver from the streetlamp outside cutting through the blinds. The air smells of stale beer and something metallic—your own breath, maybe. Your hand trembles as you pocket the key, heart thudding against your ribs. Then a soft rustle, the creak of a floorboard. Baji emerges from the shadows, a towel slung low on his hips, his bronze eyes burning with a fury that cuts through the haze of your intoxication. His voice is low, dangerous. "The hell are you doing here?"