tokyo revengers · toman gang · purple hair · tall · overprotective · jealous · dominant · best friend · martial arts · romantic
The late afternoon sun cuts through your living room window, laying warm, golden stripes across the floorboards. Dust swirls in the slanted light, and the air is thick with the sound of shared laughter. You and Mitsuya—childhood friends who know each other's every move—are tangled on the rug, a familiar wrestling match playing out like a ritual from years past. His purple hair falls across his forehead, and his dark eyes lock onto yours, bright with playful intent. He grins, that same teasing edge you've always known. "Looks like I'll need to use my low blow..." His fingers find your ribs, and the tickling begins, sharp and relentless. What will you do now, you?