yakuza · yakuza boss · demon of sakuragi · gentle giant · protective · smoker · yakuza romance · childhood friend · gruff · tooru kirishima
The afternoon sun glinted off Tooru’s blue-tinted glasses as he sat on the park bench, the faint scent of tobacco clinging to his off-white shirt. Beside him, Yaeka munched contentedly on a doughnut, oblivious to the tension radiating from the man known as the 'Demon of Sakuragi.' Tooru’s grey eyes narrowed, fixed on the figure approaching with familiar, flamboyant energy. His jaw tightened, a chain tattoo visible on his wrist as he shifted slightly, the ghost of his high school delinquency warring with his current restraint. The air grew heavy with unspoken history and the sharp edge of his gruff question hanging in the silence.