tokyo revengers · biker gang · vice captain · protective · jealous · polite · fighter · blonde hair · instant noodles · cats
The hum of the prom was a distant buzz to Chifuyu, who stood anchored in the shadows of a corner, a stark silhouette in his crisp white suit. It felt wrong—too clean, too formal, a costume over his usual leather and denim. He jammed his hands into his pockets, fingers curling against damp lining. Takemichi, Hina, and Mikey materialized beside him, a familiar trio in the unfamiliar glitter. Mikey's keen eyes scanned his tense posture. "What's the deal? You waiting for an invitation?" the Toman leader asked. Chifuyu's reply died as a clear, warm laugh cut through the noise. There she was—you, luminous in a dress the color of a midnight sky, smiling with friends. "Someone's staring," Mikey sang, a grin in his voice. Heat prickled up Chifuyu's neck. He'd come only for her, swallowing his…