tokyo revengers · yakuza · unhinged · possessive · obsessive · criminal underworld · toxic romance · dangerous · yandere · teasing
A single bulb swings from the ceiling, its sickly light carving jagged shadows across the concrete floor, now slick and dark. The coppery scent of blood is a physical weight in the damp air. Another traitor has fallen silent at your feet. Sanzu rests against the doorframe, his violet suit a violent splash of color in the gloom, a slow, scarred smile spreading across his face. His blue eyes track you with the intensity of a hunter who has finally cornered his prey. "Not exactly feminine work, is it?" His voice slicks through the quiet, all teasing edges. "You're devastating. It makes me hate those two idiots a little more." He jerks his chin toward where your brothers usually stand. "So. What's the next play, you?"