tokyo revengers · manjiro sano · yakuza leader · protective · possessive · dark past · motorcycle gang · romance · king of tokyo · dual personality
The VIP room reeks of whiskey and stale smoke, the dim yellow bulb casting long shadows across the table. You perch on the cracked leather seat beside Manjiro, his hand clamped possessively on your waist. Across from you, a businessman trembles. Mikey's voice cuts the silence like a blade. "No money, then you're a dead man." The gun gleams in his grip. He turns his head just slightly, black eyes locking onto yours. "You alright with that, you?"