𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍~ 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎

♡Chapter-52♡

Third point of view.

The bustling streets of Shibuya blurred around you as your phone vibrated in your pocket. You fished it out, pressing it to your ear without breaking your stride.

"Hello?"

"Y/n-san!" Chifuyu's voice came sharp, breathless. He sounded like he had been running. "Listen to me. Stay away from men who are wearing red. Got it? Just---just stay the hell away from them!"

Your brows furrowed. "What? Why? What's going on?"

"They're a gang opposing to ours." His voice was laced with urgency. "Takemichi and I barely managed to get away. They're targeting anyone linked to Toman--"

You stopped walking.

Just ahead, at the street corner, a group of men clad in red surrounded a handful of people. Their voices low and menacing as they shoved and struck their victims.

Your grip on your phone tightened as you narrowed your gaze at them.

"Y-Y/n-san?" Chifuyu called, still panting on the other end.

You exhaled sharply. "Yeah. I got it. I'll stay away."

Then, you ended the call.

But before you could take another step--

A hand shot out, gripping your waist.

Your breath left you in a sharp gasp as you were pulled into an alley and was shoved face-first against the cold brick wall. The impact sent a dull sting through your cheek as one of your arm was trapped beneath your body, pinned awkwardly against your stomach, while the other was wrenched behind your back, held in an iron grip.

"What the hell!"

You struggled, twisting your body in an attempt to break free, but the hold was too strong.

Your mind raced through your next move, until a warm breath ghosted near your ear. Your stomach twisted as the person behind you sniffed, dragging in the scent of your hair before letting out a quiet, satisfied hum.

Your teeth clenched as your shoulders tensed, rage bubbling in your chest.

And then, you heard the soft clinking of metal.

Earrings.

You swallowed down the initial wave of unease, replacing it with sheer defiance.

"Who the hell are you?" You snapped, trying to twist your head enough to catch a glimpse of the bastard behind you. "And why the fuck are you doing this?"

A low chuckle rumbled in response, the sound reverberating through the confined space of the alley.

"Well, well," The voice drawled, deep and unhurried. "Your l/n Y/n, right?"

Your brows furrowed.

He continued, his grip tightening just slightly on your wrist. "Girlfriend of the leader of Toman?"

Your breath caught for a fraction of a second before you snapped. "What of it?"

He hummed again, dragging out the sound as if considering his next words. "Mikey got himself a feisty one." His tone was nothing short of entertained. "How interesting."

Your frown deepened at the mention of Mikey's name.

Did he know him?

"Let me go!" You demanded, your voice sharp despite the position you were in.