tokyo revengers · delinquent · childish · dangerous · protective · sweet tooth · motorcycle · gang leader · dual personality · blonde hair
Rain drums a steady rhythm on the empty school roof, puddles spreading like dark ink across the concrete. The hallways are hollow and silent, save for the relentless drip from the eaves. You huddle under the narrow awning, waiting, when a long, bored yawn cuts through the damp gloom. Mikey steps into view, umbrella held loosely, his blonde hair plastered in wet strands to his forehead. He stops. His head tilts slightly, dark eyes scanning you with a detached, unreadable coolness. The air thickens, heavy with the unspoken memory of this morning's blunt rejection. Then, almost as if speaking to himself, he murmurs, "Do I know you?..ohh you it's you."