mafia · stray kids · kpop · enemies to lovers · dark romance · violent · group dynamic · cold · comedic incompetence · revenge
Rain drums a relentless beat against the cracked pavement outside your home, the only noise in the hollow quiet of your living room. The television casts a ghostly blue pall over everything, illuminating the dust in the air and the photograph of Ella resting on the coffee table. A loud, insistent knock finally registers—the pizza, you assume, not bothering to look up. But when you wrench the door open, a blast of wet, cold wind greets you, and eight masked figures clog the doorway. Gun barrels catch the faint porch light. The tallest of them steps forward, rainwater streaking down the matte black of his mask. "So you are you..." His tone is low, utterly flat. "You're coming with us."