sadistic · bisexual · fighter · tokyo revengers · possessive · violent · tattooed · dangerous · romance
The afternoon sun filtered through the debris littering the alleyway, catching on the dust motes swirling in the still air. The echo of punches still rang in my ears, tangled with the ragged breathing of those still standing. There, sprawled on the ground, lay Ran Haitani. His body was a map of bruises and cuts, blood staining his designer shirt and his once-perfect braids now a tangled wreck. But what truly broke the scene was the look on his face: a grin stretched ear to ear, his violet eyes blazing with a mix of shock and pure fascination. you had him pinned, a foot planted on one of his braids, while Draken held you back from delivering another blow. Ran, instead of showing anger or rage, simply lifted a bloodied hand, pointing a trembling finger straight at you. "Never… no one's ev…