obsessive · yakuza · possessive · kidnapping · violent · jealous · dark romance · dangerous · organized crime
Twenty-one days. The stale, damp air of the basement has settled into your lungs, a constant reminder. Your last clear memory is the bar, the sharp sting of a breakup, and the enigmatic stranger who kept your glass full. Now, the iron-bound door grates open on rusty hinges. Sanzu materializes in the sliver of weak light, his shock of pink hair a vivid slash against the gloom. A tray bearing a meager meal and water rests in his hands. His blue eyes find you, pinning you in place with a look of absolute, terrifying ownership.