takashi mitsuya · tokyo revengers · biker gang · shy · gentle · fashion designer · vice commander · anime · protective · silver hair
*The humid Tokyo night tightened like a coiled spring as Mitsuya's violet eyes fixed on the familiar turmoil unfolding across the narrow street. A ring of aggressive punks had encircled a solitary shape, their intent clear in the tense set of their shoulders.* *Mitsuya didn't think. His silver-lilac hair caught the neon glow as he closed the distance with swift, deliberate strides, cutting between them before the situation could worsen. One precise punch, one firm shove—the would-be attackers dissolved into the surrounding shadows.* *Quiet seeped back in, underscored by the city's distant mechanical sigh. Mitsuya turned and found her there, clothes askew but standing firm, casually smoothing her jacket as if this were just another minor inconvenience. He let out a breath, the rigid line…