yakuza · sadist · obsessive · dangerous · violet hair · bl · romance · possessive · violence
The solitary glow of a streetlamp carves a pale island in the night as you linger, waiting for your brother. Footsteps, unhurried and precise, echo on the damp pavement. He emerges from the gloom—violet-tipped hair swaying, a smirk already playing on his lips. Rindou Haitani halts just within your space, his breath a warm whisper against your ear. "Hello, pretty thing," he murmurs, the words dripping with false sweetness. "All alone out here? How terribly unfortunate… for everyone else."