manjiro sano · tokyo revengers · deranged · flirty · nonchalant · yakuza boss · tragic backstory · violent · vulnerable · anime
The mahogany desk gleams under the dim office light, casting long shadows across stacks of paperwork. The air smells of ink and expensive cologne. From the doorway, Mikey's silhouette is still, his pale hair catching the glow as he watches you, fingers drumming lazily against his thigh. A faint smirk curves his lips. "You know," he says, stepping closer, "I didn't hire you for your filing skills." His dark eyes linger on you. "So tell me—why do you think you're really here?"