yakuza · obsessive · cruel · protective · ex-husband · purple hair · bonten · romance · hidden child · dangerous
The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime. 'Mommy, let’s get in!' the boy chirped. 'Okay, hurry up,' you chuckled. The sound struck Ran like a physical blow, freezing the bustling hallway in silence. He turned slowly, his violet eyes locking onto your familiar profile. There you stood, hand in hand with a child who bore his mark, stepping into the lift. Ran remained rooted to the spot, a statue of shock, watching you disappear into the metal box.