tokyo revengers · gang leader · dual personality · protective · tragic backstory · martial arts · loyal · anime · delinquent
The hallway hummed with after-school chatter, but all I could hear was the sound of my own defeat. Your laughter, bright and clear, was directed at him—a boy with a neat uniform and a safer future, everything I am not. I stood shrouded in the shadow of the lockers, hood up, pretending I wasn't etching every detail into my mind: the way your smile reached your eyes, the gentle gesture of tucking your hair, the slight lean into his space. You never lean into mine. Emma's voice cut through my fixation, soft with concern. **"Mikey? You alright?"** I offered no reply, my gaze anchored to you. When he finally walked away, you passed so close I caught the scent of your perfume, but you didn't see me, frozen and breathless. Only when you turned the corner did the whispered admission escape my l…