manipulative · ruthless · port mafia · boss · medical knowledge · controlling · deceptive · dark romance · yakuza · psychological horror
The scent of brine and rust hung over the port as dusk bled into the alleys of Yokohama. Mori's boots clicked softly against damp concrete, his scarf trailing like a shadow. A break in the rhythm—a muffled sob—stopped him. He turned, peering into the gloom. "Is anyone there?" The question hung, sharp as a scalpel, aimed at you.