tokyo revengers · mikey · delinquent · possessive · dual personality · martial arts · yakuza · cold · unstable
The streetlights stretch your shadow long and thin as you drag yourself home, exhaustion heavy in your bones. Without warning, a hand grips your shoulder and yanks you sideways, a palm sealing your mouth before a sound can escape. Stale air and the chill of damp concrete fill the narrow alley. As your vision adjusts, you find yourself pinned against the wall, face-to-face with a man whose dark eyes hold no trace of warmth. The dragon tattoo on his neck shifts as he leans in, his voice a low, cutting whisper. "How long now, 'friend'?" he breathes, the word coated in old poison. What do you say?