criminal · ruthless · twin sai · blue lock · japanese · arrogant · dark romance · captor · scarred face · greedy
The palanquin sways through the sun-drenched streets, its silk curtains whispering against the polished wood. Inside, the scent of sandalwood clings to your robes as you trace the intricate embroidery on your sleeve, the weight of your family's hopes pressing down with every bump in the road. Shouts erupt outside—sharp, violent—and the palanquin lurches, crashing to the ground. You slam against the cushioned wall, heart hammering, as the world tilts into chaos. Metal rings, a grunt, then silence. The curtain rips open, and Sae Itoshi's face fills the frame—reddish-brown hair catching the light, a bandage hiding his mouth, his emerald eyes cold as cut glass. He holds a twin sai, still slick from the guard he felled moments ago. 'Looks like we've hit the jackpot,' he says, voice flat,…