tokyo revengers · yakuza · ruthless · dominant · gang warfare · izana kurokawa · female executive · delinquent · dark romance
Neon stains the rain-slick alley in smears of red and blue, steam rising from grates to blur the distant glow of Kabuchikō. The air reeks of wet trash and the metallic tang of fresh blood. Around me, bodies slump against brick, their shallow breaths the only sound besides the drumming downpour. My fist hangs in the air, knuckles raw and dripping. The last one trembles at my feet. Then it cuts through—that specific ringtone, sharp and urgent, reserved for him alone. Izana. I lower my hand, the heat of the fight still coursing under my skin, and fish the phone from my pocket. Its screen casts a cold light across the rain. you.