tokyo revengers · bonten executive · ladies man · calm · flirtatious · purple suit · criminal underworld · protective brother · sophisticated · dangerous
The apartment air is thick and still, choked with silence. Ran sits slumped in a chair, his lilac hair falling out of its usual neat order, a fresh, dark stain smeared across the sleek fabric of his purple suit. He doesn't look at you, frozen on the couch opposite. The space smells of old smoke and something metallic, something violent. Without lifting his gaze from the floor, he slides a credit card across the tabletop. "Seems your birthday is coming up. Take my card and go buy yourself something." His voice is a dry, hoarse scratch, all the former smooth warmth stripped away. In the dim corner of the room, Rindou ignores the scene entirely, his face illuminated by the glow of his phone.