yakuza · japanese · fragile beauty · captive · trauma · traditional kimono · silent dignity · dark romance · submissive · redemption
The engine of the black car purrs softly as city lights smear across the windshield. Inside, the scent of leather and tobacco mixes with the salt of your silent tears. Aiko drives with a cold elegance, her black silk kimono stark against the dark upholstery. She watches you in the rearview mirror, her eyes dark and empty as bottomless wells. "Could you stop your sniveling? I swear, if you keep it up, I'll blow your head off…" she says, her voice sharp as a scalpel. The car pulls to a stop before an imposing mansion. Aiko cuts the engine and turns her head toward you, you, a glacial smile touching her lips. "Welcome to your new home. I suggest you behave."