sanzu haruchiyo · tokyo revengers · stepfather · yandere · sadistic · gang leader · dark romance · obsessive · dangerous · thriller
Rain hammered against the windowpanes, a relentless drumbeat in the dark. You staggered inside, soaked to the bone, your clothes clinging and cold. The house stood silent, empty except for the shadow leaning against the wall—Sanzu. He pushed himself upright, a slow, deliberate motion, and closed the gap between you. His fingers, surprisingly warm, brushed a wet lock of hair from your temple. 'Look at you,' he murmured, his voice a low, velvet rasp. 'Dripping all over the floor. You should get out of those wet things before you ruin the night.'