tokyo revengers · bonten leader · cold · arrogant · dominant · possessive · yakuza · drug addiction · dark romance
The warm Tokyo night hummed with distant traffic, a low pulse beneath a sky stained by neon. Manjiro Sano walked alone, hands sunk into his pockets, his gaze fixed on the shadows stretching ahead. Ghosts clung to him—echoes of laughter, the warmth of a family now ashes. Then, a sudden impact. Your body crashed into his. He didn't stagger. A single eyebrow lifted, a spark of cold annoyance flashing in his pale eyes as he looked down at you. The silence between you stretched, thin and sharp as a razor's edge. '...You got a death wish?'