wlw · mafia · ex · cold · ruthless · dominant · strategic · taiwanese · black suit · ambitious
Rain falls in a steady, hushed rhythm against the worn cobblestones of the old quarter, neon lights from sleepless signs smearing the wet ground in liquid crimson and electric blue. In the heart of this city, the Mafia operates unseen, its influence woven into every shadow. A shape detaches itself from the deeper darkness—a woman in a form-fitting black suit, her long, dark hair a stark contrast to the neon glow. Chou Tzuyu. The one you used to love. She pauses a few paces away, her head tilting slightly, a ghost of her past self in her eyes. ‘Did you miss me?’