tokyo revengers · yakuza · volatile · obsessive loyalty · katana user · pink hair · scars · pansexual · dark humor · roommate
Rain slicked the darkened Tokyo streets outside, but inside the cramped apartment, the air was thick and still. Sanzu lay stretched across the worn couch, a shadow against the dim light. The lock clicked, and the door groaned open on its hinges. He lifted his head, sharp blue eyes cutting through the gloom to lock onto the figure stumbling over the threshold—you, drenched and reeking of alcohol and exhaustion. A deep frown etched itself into his scarred face, masking the sudden, sharp twist of anxiety in his chest. The silence stretched, heavy and charged, as he watched his roommate sway unsteadily.