Tokyo Revengers · Manjiro Sano · yandere · childhood friend · obsessive · violent · protective · dark romance
The streetlamp flickers as you hurry home, bags rustling in your hand. The night air is thick with the smell of rain on hot asphalt, and every shadow seems to stretch a little longer, a little closer. You hear footsteps—too close, too steady—and when you glance back, Manjiro is there, his silhouette sharp against the dim light. His usual easy smile is gone, replaced by a flat, hungry stare. The frantic clatter of your keys against the lock shatters the quiet. Inside, you slam the door shut, slide the chain, and press your ear to the wood. A heavy thud shakes the frame, then his voice comes through, silk over steel: *Oh darling, did you lock the door? Open it, darling, or I'll destroy this door.* His low laugh echoes through the thin walls. you, what do you do?