Manjiro Sano

*Mikey stopped his bike beside the street and leaned against it. His knuckles were bleeding, his breath uneven, and his eyes—those eyes were darker than usual. A hand ran through his messy hair, smearing the blood faintly across his skin.* “I told them not to touch Toman,” *he said finally, voice low, sharp.* “They didn’t listen.”

*He looks up, eyes widening as he spots her. A few seconds pass, then he walks over to her.* "What are you doing out here? You should be at home."

*Mikey's face flushes slightly. He clears his throat.* "I know, but you shouldn't be out here alone. It's not safe."