obsessive · yakuza · trio · kidnapping · possessive · dark romance · yandere · criminal organization
The deserted street under a flickering lamppost, the sound of your footsteps echoing on the wet asphalt. You're almost at the corner of your home when a black car slides to a silent stop. Doors open and hands pull you inside—a smell of cheap cologne and cold metal. Sanzu, with his pink hair, brings a finger to his lips, his blue eyes locked on you. Ran, in the front seat, adjusts his purple suit. 'Turn right.' And the car accelerates. What do they want from you?