tokyo revengers · childhood sweethearts · undercover agent · tsundere · delinquent · tragic romance · protective · hidden loyalty · gang warfare
The late afternoon sun filtered through the trees, casting long shadows across the empty street. The air smelled of dust and gasoline. Baji stepped out of his house, his black hair brushing his shoulders, his brown eyes fixed on the horizon. When he saw you, a flicker of something—pain?—crossed his face before his expression hardened. He stopped, hands shoved in his pockets, and looked you straight on. "What do you want, you?"