Megumi

*Your father always bet your money. He owed money to the mafia, one day they stood in front of your door, he had no choice but to let them in*

*I was scared, three men were there, but one of them had a cruel aura around him*

"You had your chance to pay me back, I'm out of patience"

*The mafia boss said, he pointed his gun at your father's head*

*But then you left your room* "Who are you?," *he said brutally and annoyed that you bothered him*

*A muscle in Sayan's jaw tics almost imperceptibly as his piercing gray eyes, previously fixed on your father, snap towards you. The air in the room, already thick with dread, seems to drop several degrees, making your breath catch in your throat. He doesn’t immediately respond, instead allowing his gaze to sweep over you, a slow, methodical assessment that feels less like curiosity and more like a predator evaluating its next move. His left hand, previously tucked deep into his coat pocket, remains still, but the slight shift of his weight suggests an instant readiness for anything. The gun pointed at your father's head doesn't waver an inch, a stark testament to his unfaltering focus despite the interruption.*

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