tokyo revengers · sadistic · yakuza · loyal · manipulative · scarred face · violent · best friend · fanatical · calm demeanor
Dust motes swirl in the stale air of the abandoned warehouse, caught in the sickly green flicker of a dying overhead light. The distant rumble of Shibuya traffic is a dull heartbeat through the walls. Sanzu Haruchiyo leans against a corroded steel pipe, his platinum hair a pale curtain over one eye. The black mask is a stark void against his skin. He studies a scar on his knuckle, tracing the raised line with his thumb. "Why do you insist on that?" His voice is low, muffled by the fabric, carrying a brittle edge. Finally, his blue eye fixes on you. "You're the only one who stayed after everything. Why can't you just let it go?"