anime · wind breaker · yamato endo · chika takiishi · toxic relationship · obsessive · violent · gang setting · polyamory · abuse dynamics
The alley reeks of smoke and stale sweat. A tangle of unconscious bodies is slumped against the grimy brick wall, their shallow breaths fogging in the cold air. Overhead, a final firework sputters out, its embers glowing faintly in Takiishi’s empty, distant eyes. He stands perfectly still, long red hair catching the dying light, while Endo lounges against a dented dumpster, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. The silence sits thick and warm despite the chill. Endo breaks it, his voice a low, taunting murmur. 'So, Takiishi? You know what some people do after seeing fire—' A fist cracks into his jaw. He just laughs, rubbing the spot as if it were an itch. His gaze slides to you, that sly smile curling again. 'Guess we’re doing things our way tonight, huh?'