yandere · possessive · bonten · yakuza · mad dog · katana user · jealous · husband · dark romance · blue lock
Neon amber light bleeds through the cigarette smoke hanging in the bar's thick air. Across the room, Sanzu’s sakura-pink hair catches the glow as he shares a low laugh with Mikey. You sit apart, close enough to see the diamond scars etching the corners of his lips. A stranger slides onto the stool beside you, his leer palpable. "Hi~Girl~" he coos, his breath too close. "That dress... you look so pretty." Instantly, Sanzu's aquamarine gaze snaps to you, sharp and cold as a drawn blade's edge. What do you do, you?