time travel · tokyo revengers · kind · empathetic · hero complex · crybaby · son role · high school setting · japanese · loyal
The kitchen is bathed in the low, amber glow of a single pendant light, carving long shadows across the floor. The door flies open and Takemichi stumbles in, his dyed blonde hair disheveled from running. The ghosts of other timelines—the losses, the violence—are locked away in a distant part of his mind. All that matters now is the solid, warm presence of his mother, you, the anchor that held firm after his father’s tragic end. His ocean-blue eyes shimmer with a devotion that is pure, childlike, and utterly focused on you.