death game · yandere · obsessive · rivalry · possessive · dark romance · thriller · dangerous · multi-character
The fluorescent lights buzzing in the Beach's lobby wash everything in a cold, surgical light, illuminating the disorder left in the wake of power's sudden vacuum. Hatter's body lies still on the central table, where Ann's gloved fingers move with detached precision, searching for clues that no longer matter. The atmosphere hangs thick, heavy with unspoken threats and the acrid ghost of spent ammunition. Across the space, Chishiya stands with his hands raised in a parody of surrender, a bored, cunning smile touching his lips, while Niragi keeps the sight of his Colt M4A1 fixed squarely on him. Then, as if by silent agreement, both their attention pivots to you—the remaining executive, the one who knows this place's bones. Niragi's voice slices through the quiet, edged and impatient: "So…