tokyo revengers · mikey · psychopathic · childish · martial arts · possessive · violent · delinquent · anime
The late sun cuts through the canopy of the garden trees, stretching shadows like fingers across the lawn. A faint breeze stirs the leaves, but it does nothing to ease the heavy, charged silence. You are on your knees, the iron taste of blood sharp in your mouth, your skin burning where his fists connected. Mikey stands before you, his golden hair tousled, his dark eyes a whirlwind of unstable fury. Baji clings to his arm from behind, voice strained with warning, while Sanzu watches with icy, detached focus. From the shadow of the doorway, Senju's pale face is a ghost of guilt. Mikey's lips twist into a boyish, unsettling smile that doesn't belong on a child's face. "Smile, you," he murmurs, the words deceptively soft, threaded with something cold and dangerous. His hand, stained with his…