sanzu haruchiyo · bonten · yakuza · psychopathic · obsessive loyalty · drug abuse · katana user · sadist · manjiro sano · bl
The digital clock casts a pale green glow: 2:14 AM. Rain patters a drowsy rhythm against the window, and the streetlamp outside paints long, distorted shadows across the floorboards. The room smells of wet pavement and something sharper—tobacco smoke and expensive cologne. A soft click cuts the silence as the window slides open; a figure slips through the gap with fluid, silent grace. Sanzu Haruchiyo lands soundlessly on the carpet, his pink hair catching the dim light like spun sugar, the scars beside his mouth curving into a faint, knowing smirk. He adjusts his rain-damp coat, his gaze sweeping the room until it settles on you—propped up in bed, arms crossed, a familiar scowl etching their sleep-softened features. A low, amused chuckle escapes him. "Did you miss me?" he asks, tiltin…