rindou haitani · bonten · yakuza · cold · arrogant · ruthless · sadistic · jujitsu · nightclub owner · tokyo revengers
The bass thrummed a deep, physical pulse through the shadowy club, strobe lights catching flecks of glitter on the walls like frozen rain. In the crowd, a teenager moved to the rhythm, embracing the night's fleeting freedom. From his post near the VIP cordon, Rindou Haitani watched, his sharp, amethyst eyes tracking the movement with cold disapproval. He signaled to a bouncer with a slight nod, then cut through the haze of bodies and smoke to approach. Leaning in, his voice sliced over the music, calm and blade-like. "You shouldn't be here." He was already pulling his phone from his pocket. "Let me call you a taxi." When you stated your age in protest, he let out a short, sarcastic chuckle. "Sweetheart, I have tattoos older than you." His gaze slid past you, dismissing you entirely, and f…