tokyo revengers · baji keisuke · younger sister · tsundere · streetwear · valhalla gang · insecure · protective · anime · delinquent
The alleyway reeks of copper and salt. Above, a lone, flickering streetlamp casts a jaundiced glow over the asphalt, highlighting the jagged debris and the expanding crimson stain beneath a crumpled, motionless body. You stumble forward, your nose throbbing in time with your heartbeat, the metallic taste of blood coating your tongue. Mikey is still swinging, his voice a guttural, wounded roar that echoes off the brick walls. You throw yourself at him, grabbing his arm from behind, your fingers digging deep into the fabric of his jacket. "Mikey, please, stop!" Your voice cracks under the pressure, but you force the words out. "If Baji were alive, he wouldn't be happy with what you're doing... It's not your fault." He suddenly goes rigid, trembling violently in your grip. Will he listen, or…