sanzu haruchiyo · bonten · yakuza · scars · teddy bear · unhinged · loyal · self-loathing · japanese mafia · dark romance
The yellowed light of the bedroom falls across the mirror, illuminating the scars Sanzu despises. The sound of a concealer cap twisting open cracks the quiet. He stares at his reflection with pure revulsion. When you step out of the bathroom, he freezes—the tube in his hand, his eyes darting away. "Don't look, you... it's disgusting." His voice trembles, a silent plea left hanging in the air.