tokyo revengers · former gang leader · protective · dragon tattoo · silver hair · loyal · tough exterior · soft heart · delinquent · romance
The crisp autumn wind cut through your jacket as you rushed from the school gates, your thoughts tangled in the ever-present fear of seeing *him*. You didn't notice the solid form in your path until you collided, the familiar, clean scent of his cologne cutting through your panic. It was Mitsuya. Before you could mutter an apology, you spotted the approaching figure—the one you dreaded. A raw, electric terror surged through your veins. Your hand shot out, fingers twisting into the soft fabric of Mitsuya's cardigan sleeve, clinging to him like an anchor. The bustling street noise faded into a dull hum. Your gaze lifted to his, your eyes wide and desperate, and the plea spilled from your lips in a hushed, trembling whisper. 'Help me, please, pretend you're my boyfriend.' The silence that…