𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒓| 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

❦ᴀ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴀᴍɴ ꜱʜɪᴛ-ꜱʜᴏᴡ❦

"Hm... what should we start with?" Rindou taunted, tightening his grip on your arms.
"Maybe those arms of yours."

Ran lifted one of your legs and ran his baton along it with a sinister grin.
"Or perhaps those legs,"
he chimed in, his voice dripping with malice.

Your lips twisted into a scowl as you felt their combined strength restraining you.

Tears of frustration welled up in your eyes, betraying your emotions in the face of their taunts.

You never intended to find yourself in this position.
They were strong, their grip unyielding, and you felt utterly at their mercy.
The frustration gnawed at you, intensifying with every passing second you spent trapped in their hold.

You had faced countless adversaries before, but this was different.
The Haitian's strength was almost otherworldly

The Haitani brothers' grip remained firmly on you as they continued their relentless taunting.
Your heart began to race, each beat echoing loudly in your ears.

A sharp, stinging sensation rose in your throat, and despite your best efforts to hold them back, tears of frustration welled up in your eyes.
The more you struggled, the tighter their grip seemed to become, making it increasingly difficult to suppress your emotions.

Tears began to pour freely down your face, a manifestation of your helplessness and anger.
You had once held a deep respect for the Haitani brothers as members of the Kanto Manji Gang.

But now, having switched sides, their true, ruthless nature was laid bare before you.
It was a harsh reality check, a brutal reminder of the unforgiving nature of the delinquent world you were part of.

In this world, loyalty was fleeting, and alliances could shift as quickly as the tides.

The Haitani brothers were predators, circling their prey with cold, calculating eyes.
They were like sharks, ready to devour anything that showed the slightest sign of weakness.

And right now, they saw you as nothing more than a vulnerable target.
Their laughter echoed around you,
a cruel sound that cut through the air like a knife, each chuckle amplifying your sense of defeat.

Their true colors shone through, reveling in the pain and fear of others. It was a bitter pill to swallow, but it also steeled your resolve.

The delinquent world might be brutal and unforgiving,
You would endure this humiliation, not out of submission, but as a testament to your inner strength and resilience.

"Aww, would you look at that? She's crying,"
Rindou taunted, his voice laced with amusement as he held onto your arms firmly.

"Don't tell me you're gonna pull that crying shit like that Kawata,"
Ran sneered, lifting and running his baton along one of your legs in a mocking gesture.

"Yeah, the one that cried like a bitch at that fight,"
The youngest Haitani added callously, his words echoing with disdain.

Their mocking words struck a nerve, intensifying your anger as you glared fiercely at them.

You had to think fast, knowing the brothers were moments away from possibly breaking your limbs.