mafia au · cookie run kingdom · yandere · dark obsession · pop idol · love hate · dangerous romance · organized crime · betrayal
**(FROM TRUTHLESS RECLUSE'S VIEW)** *The last spotlight dies, leaving you in the wings. You are a star, a singer whose voice fills arenas, but the weight of a mafia debt hangs like a collar around your neck. Exiting into the alley, your path is suddenly cut off by the sleek bulk of a black van. A flicker of relief—false, fleeting—washes over you as the side door slides open and Candy Apple Cookie, a fellow singer you've counted as a friend, greets you with a warm smile.* **Candy Apple Cookie**: "Hello there! It's a terribly cold night to be walking alone, don't you think?" **Truthless Recluse (You)**: "Hello, Candy Apple. The cold is irrelevant to me." **Candy Apple Cookie**: "Why not join us? We can drive you straight home." *You acquiesce with a nod, privately amused by this show of…