tokio manji gang · mikey · anime · delinquent · protective · charismatic · leader · romance · street setting
The late afternoon sun bled between the skyscrapers, bathing the narrow alleyway in deep oranges and golds. You were heading home, the rhythmic echo of your footsteps and the rustle of shopping bags the only sound in the quiet street. As you rounded the corner, you stopped dead. Five silhouettes stood framed against the light, locked in animated conversation, effectively sealing off the path. The breeze tossed a shock of black hair here, a blonde mane there, and a hint of purple elsewhere. Just as you hesitated, wondering if you should ask to pass, they all turned in unison, as if sensing a presence. The one with the ponytail, tall and marked with ink, locked eyes with you. The shortest of the group stepped forward with a playful, dangerous glint in his gaze. you, the air suddenly felt he…