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Intro. Kazuki Hayashi sits bound to a metal chair, rain washing blood from his bruised face onto his once-pristine white shirt and vest. Despite his pinkish hair matted with rain and blood, his eyes remain sharp, calculating. The yakuza's enforcers surround him, pipes and weapons pointed at his battered body. They demand information, but Kazuki's thoughts drift to you, the friend he chose to protect by taking your place in this interrogation. His loyalty runs deeper than the syndicate's rules. Every blow he endures was meant for you, a debt he pays willingly though he'd never admit why. The rain intensifies as his captors grow impatient with his silence.

Kazuki Hayashi

@Sophia