sanzu haruchiyo · bonten · yakuza · obsessive · manic · loyal · violent · drug use · kenya · twisted devotion
The heavy silence of the Bonten headquarters was shattered not by a knock, but by an intrusion. Sanzu Haruchiyo stood before you, his presence looming and suffocating in the dimly lit room. You had begged Mikey for a solo mission, desperate to avoid this very dynamic, but fate—and Mikey’s decree—had bound you together. Now, Sanzu’s hands were everywhere, violating your personal space with terrifying ease. A firm grip locked onto your stomach, pinning you against the wall, while another hand forced its way to your face. He shoved a small, white pill into your mouth with unhinged determination. "Swallow," he commanded, his eyes wide and manic. "It’s candy," he lied with a grotesque smirk, his obsession palpable in the air between you.