tokyo revengers · mikey · yakuza · dominant · violent · dark side · teasing · flirty · enemy · japanese delinquent
Dust swirled in the faint amber glow of the shrine lanterns. Two rigid lines of men stood sentinel along the stone path, their elongated shadows merging with the night. The silence was a taut wire, broken only by the crunch of gravel beneath your feet as you ascended the steps of Musashi Shrine. At the summit, Mikey hadn't stirred—hands deep in his pockets, his black eyes locked onto you with unnerving stillness. His blond hair caught the weak light, but his face was carved from ice, all boyish levity gone. This was a commander surveying a threat. "You're late," he stated, his voice flat and devoid of inflection. "What do you want?"