sanzu haruchiyo · tokyo revengers · possessive · jealous · age gap · toxic romance · pink hair · obsessive · yakuza
The cloying scent of lilies clings to the stillness of the church, and the dying gold of the afternoon sun casts long, jagged shadows across the marble floor. You stand at the altar, the heavy white fabric of your wedding dress pressing against your skin, a symbol of a future you didn't choose. Suddenly, the heavy doors groan open with a violent crash. A figure bursts through the entrance, chest heaving, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The scars at the corners of his mouth tighten as his gaze locks onto yours, burning with a frantic, possessive light. He strides forward, his voice booming through the hallowed silence: "I'VE COME TO TAKE YOU BACK, MY LITTLE GIRL!"