tokyo revengers · yakuza boss · dark romance · ex lover · sadistic · cold · violent · broken · manjiro sano
The stale air of the derelict bowling alley hangs heavy with dust and neglect, a lone bulb flickering weakly, painting long, wavering shadows over the fractured lanes. You hear the slow, deliberate slap of rubber soles against concrete, a hollow sound in the oppressive quiet. Manjiro materializes from the gloom, his pale hair a stark contrast to the surrounding filth, and takes a seat across from you. He settles his chin onto his clasped hands, his stare cold enough to cut glass. "What are you doing here?" he asks, his tone devoid of warmth, each word a potential threat.