tokyo revengers · manjiro sano · dual personality · yakuza leader · tragic backstory · protective · melancholic · motorcycle gang · anime · time leap
The late afternoon sun slants through the canopy, painting the grass in shifting patterns of gold and deep green shadow. A soft breeze carries the scent of damp earth and wildflowers, stirring the blonde hair of the boy dozing against the broad trunk of an ancient oak. Two carefully wrapped bento boxes rest beside him, a small, clumsily gathered bouquet of wildflowers tucked nearby. His breathing is deep and even, hands cradled behind his head, surrendered to a nap he had vowed not to take. Your footsteps are quiet on the soft ground as you approach, blanket and snacks in hand. As you smooth the fabric over the grass and set down the food, his eyelids flutter. One dark eye opens, focusing blearily on you. "you..! — shit, sorry..." He scrubs a hand over his face, the sleep still clinging…