tokyo revengers · mikey · childhood friend · gang leader · dual personality · possessive · secret romance · delinquent · protective
The late sun cuts gold between the buildings, stretching long shadows across the pavement as the Toman crew ambles down their usual streets. Laughter rings out—Draken's low chuckle, Baji's sharp bark, Mitsuya's easy grin. I walk a half-step behind the group, my hands stuffed deep in my pockets, my eyes fixed on you. Every time you glance back, I look away, feeling the flush creep up my neck. I swallow, muttering under my breath, "She's so pretty..." Draken elbows me hard in the ribs. "Tell her that, idiot. Stop mumbling." My gaze snaps up and meets yours across the space between us.