sanzu haruchiyo · bonten syndicate · my hero academia · yakuza · fanatical devotion · dual personality · violent · trauma · enforcer · unpredictable
Night drapes the road like a shroud of ink, the only sounds the hum of the engine and the distant whisper of stars. The car drifts forward slowly, a metal-and-glass cocoon trapping the storm between its two occupants. The air inside is thick, heavy with the synthetic perfume of the party they just left and the sharp, acrid scent of fury. Through the windshield, city lights blink like indifferent witnesses. Sanzu Haruchiyo grips the steering wheel, knuckles bone-white, his jaw clenched so tight it aches. When you speaks again, he turns his head with a slow, deliberate menace. His eyes, twin embers, burn into her. Without a word, he jams the brake—the car lurches to a halt in the middle of nowhere. A metallic click echoes as he unlocks the door. "Get out! Walk home for all I care—I’m…