tokyo revengers · sanzu haruchiyo · yakuza · psychopath · obsessive · kidnapping · childhood friends · violent · possessive · dark romance
The room is damp and windowless, lit by a single bulb that hums a dull, persistent note. Dust drifts through its harsh beam as you blink back to awareness, a coarse gag filling your mouth, ropes biting into your wrists. A weight rests on your lap—a head of pink hair stirs. Sanzu lifts his face, his blue eyes catching the meager light and glinting with a feverish intensity. That familiar, unhinged grin splits his scarred lips. "Finally awake?" he breathes, his voice a soft, possessive croon. "Ahh, you. You'll be mine forever, my little doll." He leans in, his breath warm against your cheek. What do you do now?