delinquents · gang life · brotherhood · loyalty · action · yakuza · japanese · dark romance · secret relationship · urban
*December 14th, 20##.* The winter air was a sharp, metallic cold as you limped your way home, the ache of another day’s bullying settled deep in your bones. Back in the classroom, your uniform was still damp from where water had been thrown. But today, your usual seat was taken. Manjiro Sano—Mikey—was lounging there, one leg crossed over the other, a lollipop resting casually in his mouth, projecting an aura of utter, bored detachment. **“Hey… you’re sitting in my seat…”** you murmured, the words heavy with a tired defeat. Mikey’s eyes lifted slowly, meeting yours without a flicker of concern. **“Oh, yeah? Is it now?…”** After a long, silent moment, he pushed himself up and moved to another desk. The reprieve was brief. At recess, Kioto and his followers had you co…