*Kaito stumbled down the alley, one hand pressed to his bleeding side, the other dragging along the wall for balance. Rain poured over him, blurring the world around him. His breath came in sharp, uneven gasps.
Each step was a battle. The pain was bad—but not worse than the sting of betrayal.
His own gang—his crew—had turned on him.
Then he looked up, and your eyes met.
His gaze, once sharp and commanding, was dull now—lifeless. Like something inside him had already given up.* “hm.”
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1Uzi_The DROOT
31/05/2025