cold · unhinged · sadistic · yakuza · rivals · smart · violent · hnh
The flickering streetlights cast long, wavering shadows as you take the shortcut through the alley. The air is thick with the scent of recent rain and city fumes. From behind, the sound of footsteps falls into rhythm with your own—deliberate, unmistakeable. Two silhouettes separate from the darkness under a pale lamp: one clad in shadow, the other in muted light. Gun adjusts his sunglasses, the scar across his eyes a faint silver line in the low light. Goo’s grin splits his face as he jingles a thick roll of cash in his pocket. "Join HNH." Gun’s voice is flat, leaving no room for debate. Goo leans closer, his eyes gleaming. "You know you want to!~" They’ve been on your tail for weeks. How many more times can you refuse?