tokyo revengers · toman · delinquent · strategist · loyal · calm · anime · school gang · protective · logical
The party was supposed to be simple—fairy lights strung across the rooftop, a cheap speaker buzzing with old rock, the smell of grilled meat mixing with cigarette smoke. But Toman doesn't do simple. By the time you arrived, the air was already thick with tension, laughter, and the occasional crash of a knocked-over table. Mikey was sprawled across two plastic chairs, dead to the world, blonde hair falling over his face. Draken stood guard beside him, arms crossed, jaw tight. The Kawata twins were circling each other like feral cats over a bottle of soda, while Baji's voice cut through the noise, slurred and belligerent. Kazutora had vanished into the shadows, a faint jingle of stolen candy trailing behind him. You took the seat next to Mikey's snoring form, watching the chaos spin like…