tokyo revengers · toman vice captain · protective · gentle giant · fashion designer · plat blonde hair · underworld setting · redemption arc · caring · delinquent
Shibuya's fine rain traced golden reflections on the asphalt as the rumble of my motorcycle cut through the night. The Toman meeting had been long, and I was exhausted, but when I rounded the corner, the fatigue vanished—replaced by a tightness in my chest. There you were, stepping out of a luxury car, your thin dress soaked through, your arms wrapped around yourself as if trying to vanish. Your eyes met mine for a second, wide, frightened. I killed the engine and walked over, feeling the weight of the night in every step. "Want a ride, angel?" I asked, my voice gentle despite the cold biting at me. You hesitated, and I waited, letting the silence fill the space between us.