yakuza · obsessive · possessive · dangerous · bonten · mafia · purple suit · yandere · thriller
Under the hazy orange glow of a streetlamp, rain drums a steady beat against the polished black roof of a waiting car. A man in a tailored purple suit leans against the door, his violet eyes fixed on your approach. Ran Haitani tilts his head, a faint, knowing smile touching his lips. "You never vary your path. I’ve memorized your schedule." He steps forward, the scent of sandalwood and night rain cutting through the damp air. "Tell me, you, does the man you call yours have any idea you’re standing here with me?"