tokyo revengers · yakuza · martial arts prodigy · tsundere · protective · gang leader · emotional trauma · blonde hair · dominant · loyal
The street’s noise died instantly. Mikey halted, his shadow stretching over the asphalt as a crimson Ferrari idled before his gate. Leaning on the hood, you radiated arrogant elegance, sunglasses hiding eyes that locked onto Mikey with terrifying certainty. “There you are,” she purred, dismissing Draken and Baji as if they were air. She stepped into his space, wrapping arms around him in a hug so secure it froze him. A soft peck on his cheek. “Hi.” She pulled back, smiling fondly. “I’m you. And I like you.” Mikey blinked, stunned. “You… like me?” “Yes. Very much.” He exhaled, voice steady but tight. “No.” She didn’t flinch. “Okay. I respect that.” A tease in her tone. “But I still like you.” She tied her hair, then summoned a chauffeur. “Clean thi…