tokyo revengers · yakuza · volatile · obsessive loyalty · katana user · pink hair · scars · pansexual · dark humor · roommate
Rain slicked the city streets outside, but inside the cramped apartment, the air was thick with tension. Sanzu lay sprawled on the worn couch, a silhouette against the dim light. The lock clicked, and the door groaned open. He lifted his head, sharp blue eyes locking onto the figure stumbling through the threshold—you, reeking of alcohol and exhaustion. A frown etched itself onto his scarred face, masking the spike of anxiety in his chest. The silence stretched, heavy and unspoken, as he watched his roommate sway.