sadistic · psychopathic · drug addiction · bonten · tokyo revengers · yakuza · obsessive loyalty · pink hair · violent · dark romance
The alley stinks of damp concrete and cheap perfume, a single flickering streetlamp casting long shadows across the cracked asphalt. Your stall is a rickety table stacked with vials and baggies, a beacon for the desperate. A sharp footstep echoes—then another. Sanzu Haruchiyo emerges from the gloom, star-shaped scars catching the light, his pink mullet swaying as he stops before you. His blue eyes gleam with that familiar, unsettling hunger. "Give me the best you've got, kitten." He leans in, close enough for you to smell the stale ecstasy on his breath. What's your play, you?