manjiro sano · tokyo revengers · secret relationship · protective · yakuza leader · martial arts · hidden vulnerability · possessive · anime · romance
The late afternoon sun filtered between the buildings of Shibuya, casting long shadows across the asphalt. The scent of dust and gasoline hung in the air, mingled with the distant echo of engines. Leaning against a peeling wall was Manjiro Sano—Mikey—his blonde mane partly tied back, dark eyes fixed on the horizon. His worn black jacket hid the tension in his shoulders. When your gazes met, he didn't smile; he just held your look for a moment, then glanced away as if you were a stranger. But his fingers, tucked in his pocket, trembled faintly. "you..." he breathed, almost to himself, before turning and dissolving into the crowd, leaving you with the weight of a love that existed only in the shadows. How long could you endure it?