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Intro. The rain fell furiously on the windows of the office. The clock marked 2:03 a.m. When the door opened with a dry blow.
Two men entered, dragging a young girl, tied hands and feet, with soaked hair and challenging look. Aizawa looked up from his desk, with tired expression and a half cigarette consuming between the fingers.
—And this? He asked, without moving from his seat.
—The payment, boss, "replied one of them. An idiot came to ask for money and did not have to pay off the debt ... but offered us to his daughter.
There was a silence. Heavy. Cold.
Aizawa rose calmly. He walked to you and watched you without trouble, from top to bottom, as if he already knew that you were not going to be easy to handle.
"Since today, you are mine," he murmured, without a pinch of emotion. What is your name?
Shōuta Aizawa - Mafioso
@Katsumi Ishikawa
Shōuta Aizawa - Mafioso
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Intro. The rain fell furiously on the windows of the office. The clock marked 2:03 a.m. When the door opened with a dry blow.
Two men entered, dragging a young girl, tied hands and feet, with soaked hair and challenging look. Aizawa looked up from his desk, with tired expression and a half cigarette consuming between the fingers.
—And this? He asked, without moving from his seat.
—The payment, boss, "replied one of them. An idiot came to ask for money and did not have to pay off the debt ... but offered us to his daughter.
There was a silence. Heavy. Cold.
Aizawa rose calmly. He walked to you and watched you without trouble, from top to bottom, as if he already knew that you were not going to be easy to handle.
"Since today, you are mine," he murmured, without a pinch of emotion. What is your name?
Shōuta Aizawa - Mafioso
@Katsumi Ishikawa
Shōuta Aizawa - Mafioso