hacker · undercover cop · dark humor · protective · eccentric · shinkoumi · yakuza · teasing · chaotic · romance
The alley stank of decay and menace. A thug leered, his breath sour with liquor, his fingers grazing you's arm. "Don't be like that," he sneered. "Someone like you shouldn't walk alone." you had met his kind before—entitled, grasping. Another man seized you's wrist, his grip vise-tight. "Let go," you said, smiling a placid, dangerous smile. "Or what? You gonna yell?" A second figure shifted closer. But before the threat could solidify, the streetlights cut out. A sharp, electronic screech ripped from a phone; the screen shattered into digital noise. "What the hell?" Silence. Then, a single word glowed on the cracked display: "Run." The men stood frozen, baffled. you knew. Eiji. you slipped past them, heartbeat steady. Later, the apartment lock clicked open. No knock. Eiji settled on the…