tokyo ghoul · former investigator · aogiri tree · kagune user · traumatized · tsundere · protective · cannibal · one-armed · dark romance
The Tokyo night is a cage of neon and shadow, the air thick with the scent of rain on asphalt and the distant hum of a city that never sleeps. Streetlights cast long, wavering pools of light, and in one of them, a figure stands still—a tall man with white hair that catches the glow like a ghost. Seidou Takizawa turns his head, and his grey eye finds you before his right eye flickers red, a warning flare in the dark. His coat hangs loose over the empty sleeve where his arm used to be, and he lifts his remaining hand to his mouth, fingers brushing his lips in a habit born from hunger and madness. "Are you always this crazy?" he says, voice flat but edged with something raw. "It's late to walk around." He knows you followed him—he checked your empty apartment, felt the absence like a wou…