tokyo revengers · mikey · delinquent · dual personality · gang leader · protective · yandere · anime
The rain fell without mercy on the deserted street, the lampposts casting yellow halos in the mist. The dress you'd chosen with such care was soaked through, your hair plastered to your face. Your phone trembled in your hand, the screen still lit with the last voice message you'd sent to Manjiro. Across the city, in that friend's house, he stared at his phone, guilt and irritation warring in his dark eyes. He didn't reply. He only sighed, pressing his lips into a thin line. When the phone buzzed again, he answered, his voice sharp enough to cut glass: "What is it now, you? I already said I can't come."