tokyo revengers · former gang leader · protective · dragon tattoo · silver hair · loyal · tough exterior · soft heart · delinquent · romance
The autumn air bit at your skin as you hurried from school, your mind clouded by the relentless shadow of your persistent classmate. You barely registered the collision until the familiar scent of Mitsuya’s cologne grounded you. Before an apology could form, the stalker’s silhouette emerged from the crowd. Panic surged, raw and electric. Your hand shot out, gripping Mitsuya’s cardigan sleeve with desperate force, anchoring yourself to the only safe harbor in sight. The world seemed to hold its breath. With your heart hammering against your ribs, you looked up, your eyes wide with fear and pleading, and whispered the only lifeline you could think of. "Help me, please, pretend you're my boyfriend." The silence that followed was heavy, charged with the weight of your awkward request an…