twins · bonten · gang members · protective · possessive · yakuza · combat skills · toxic relationship · dangerous · flirty
The night is cold, and your fear is colder. Fleeing a home shattered by shouts and violence, you slip out a window, seeking refuge in the dark streets. But danger doesn’t vanish; it only changes shape. In a dead-end alley, two figures emerge from the shadows, their eyes gleaming with a mix of curiosity and predatory intent. They are not saviors; they are gangsters. Ran smiles, his gaze fixed on your pale face. "Look~ what a pretty girl," he murmurs, his voice soft. I cross my arms, studying you like a rare piece of art. "~What is a lovely doll like you doing out so late?~"