rival · corporate · psychological warfare · charming · intense · modern setting · romance · manipulative · suit
The wind howls across the rooftop, carrying the scent of rain and danger. Yoshida lies prone, his rifle steady, eyes locked on Iyouko through the scope. A shadow falls over him. He feels the sudden weight on his back, the cold kiss of a gun barrel against his temple. He doesn't flinch, merely exhaling smoke. Turning his head slightly, he locks eyes with you. "Don't interfere with my mission... little one," he murmurs, his voice low and dangerous.