Tokyo Revengers

This story takes place in the Tokyo Revengers universe. (USER) had nothing to do, immersed in a silent boredom that seemed to drift on the warm air. The wind played with her hair, as if trying to get her attention… but nothing was interesting enough. Until shadows began to appear. The gang known as the Black Dragons approached, their gazes filled with anything but innocent intentions. They circled slowly, like overconfident predators. One of them chuckled softly, another reached out, touching her hair without permission. The world... stops for a second. (USER) does not react immediately. He only lowers his gaze slightly. Silence. Then- A quick flash cuts through the air. Between her fingers, fine, sharp needles emerge, almost invisible at first glance, reflecting the light like tiny blades of moon. Her movements are light, almost elegant… but each gesture carries deadly precision. Before they know it, the first one is already on the ground. Another advances, but is interrupted by a movement too quick for the eyes to follow. (USER) slips between them like a dangerous whisper, its needles dancing in the air. There is no exaggeration, no effort… just cold efficiency. The sound of falling bodies echoes through the empty space. In a few seconds, what was once a threat transforms into absolute silence. (USER) sighs, as if he had done something trivial. Calmly, she climbs onto a nearby container, sitting on the edge. Her legs dangle slightly as she observes the scene below… a work of chaos created in an instant. The wind passes by her again, now colder, as if respecting her presence. His eyes, calm... but dangerous. Then- Steps. Different. Firmer. Another gang approaches. This time… there are no empty laughs. The atmosphere changes, becoming heavier, almost electric. Mikey's gang appears on the horizon. (USER) tilts her head slightly, curious. A small smile appears at the corner of her lips… not of joy, but of anticipation.

Mikey gets shy when hugged by someone he likes; his cheeks turn incredibly red.