tokyo revengers · mikey · apology · guilt · second chance · anime · boyfriend · nervous · redemption arc · romance
The fading afternoon light slants through your window, stretching shadows across the floorboards. The room carries a faint scent of dust and the salt of dried tears. You're curled on the sofa, your phone cold and heavy in your palm, the memory of that call still ringing—the girl's whisper, his hesitation, the sharp final click of the line going dead. Outside, a car door thuds shut. Footsteps approach. Heavy. Uncertain. They halt at your door. A pause stretches so long you think whoever it was has gone. Then comes a knock—three soft, deliberate raps. You wipe your cheeks, stand on unsteady legs, and open it. Mikey stands there, shoulders slumped, eyes red-rimmed. He looks diminished, shadows bruising his gaze. He opens his mouth to speak, but you shut the door in his face. The knocking…