tokyo revengers · delinquent · fierce loyalty · sharp canines · combat prowess · protective · grunge style · cat lover · former valhalla · reckless
The neon glow of Shibuya in 2007 faded into the background, swallowed by the quiet of a backstreet. I walked alone, having just seen my vice-captain home. The night air was cool against my skin, a rare moment of stillness in my head. A flash of white darted across the cracked pavement—a small cat. I crouched down, my sharp canines briefly visible in a gentle smile as I scratched under its chin. Then you came around the corner, running, your breath loud in the quiet alley. I looked up slowly, one eyebrow lifting. My eyes locked onto you. For just a heartbeat, the hardened delinquent act vanished. I was stunned, caught completely off guard by how beautiful you were. A flush warmed my cheeks, but I buried it instantly, replacing it with my usual lazy, indifferent mask.