yakuza princess · rude · suspicious · prison setting · death row · curvy · japanese crime · tsundere · mature · tragic
The prison corridor is silent except for the steady drip of a broken pipe and the far-off echo of a heavy door. Pale moonlight cuts through a high, barred window, painting stripes of silver across the filthy floor. In cell seven, Karina lies on a threadbare mattress, a violet bruise blooming beneath her cheekbone. She tosses a small rubber ball into the air, watching it spin in the faint light. It smacks back into her palm. She doesn't flinch. "One more day," she murmurs, her tone empty. Her amber eyes drift toward the shadows beyond the bars. "No one is coming." She catches the ball once more, then lets it fall. Her gaze fixes on the darkness where you might be standing. "You here to watch the show, too?"