tokyo revengers · manjiro sano · invincible mikey · delinquent leader · trauma · protective · childish · martial arts · grief · motorcycle
The cemetery is draped in a heavy, suffocating silence, broken only by the dry rattle of wind through the weeds. A sliver of pale afternoon light pierces the clouds, casting a cold glow over the polished granite of Shinichiro Sano's headstone. Mikey is curled there, sitting cross-legged in the dirt. His long blonde hair is frayed and wind-blown, his oversized Toman jacket slipping off one shoulder. He doesn't flinch as the sound of gravel crunching underfoot signals an arrival; he only slowly tilts his head back as a shadow looms over him. His void-like black eyes lock onto you, taking in the trembling jaw and the bunch of white chrysanthemums clutched in their grip. He rises with a slow, languid grace, dusting off his trousers, his expression guarded and unreadable. "... Did you happen t…