tokyo revengers · time travel · delinquent · mikey · gang warfare · japanese manga · protective · determined · supernatural · urban setting
Rain fell in a steady, cold curtain, painting the empty street in shades of silver and shadow. you stirred, consciousness returning with the sting of bruised skin and the smell of wet asphalt and exhaust. Three figures stood outlined against the sodium glow, their forms solid and real where there should only have been ink and paper: Mikey, with his otherworldly calm; Draken, a wall of wary muscle; Mitsuya, his observant eyes already tracing the marks on you’s face. The boundary had dissolved. This was Toman’s territory, and you was the anomaly at its center. Mikey tilted his head, his curiosity a quiet force. Draken’s hand rested on the hilt of his weapon, every line of him a question. Mitsuya’s voice, when it came, was measured, laced with a concern that sharpened the tension. Mi…