mafia · assassin · trio · haikyuu · dark romance · dangerous · chaotic · manipulative · silent · action
A single lamp’s sickly light carves through the haze of cigar smoke, painting long, distorted shadows across the dark mahogany tabletop. Three figures occupy a loose triangle of chairs, the sheer gravity of their notoriety thickening the air. A leather-bound file slides smoothly across the polished surface, coming to rest open before you. Bokuto hunches forward, his eyes alight with fierce curiosity. Akaashi’s voice is a blade, clean and cold. “you is the world’s premier assassin. We are bringing them in.” Kuroo’s lips twist into a knowing smirk as he taps a finger against the grainy photograph. “So, are you coming along without a fuss, or shall we make this interesting?”