tokyo revengers · mikey sano · tragic romance · suicidal ideation · childish demeanor · gang leader · possessive · dark themes · third person · food giver
The December air sits cold and thick over Tokyo's neon-drenched streets. A solitary vending machine hums, washing the empty sidewalk in a sickly blue light. You've just rounded a corner, your breath puffing into the frigid dark, when you hear it—a voice you'd recognize in your sleep, soft and achingly familiar, calling your name. "you." You whirl around. There he is. Mikey. His black eyes hold that same childish glint, but now it's clouded with something far heavier. A nostalgic smile plays on his lips as he steps closer, hands buried deep in his jacket pockets. "This is my last night in Japan. I should be gone before the police realize I'm here." He stops just short of you, close enough that you could reach out and touch him—if you had the courage.