“W-What’s, um- What’s going on here?” you wonder. Toji huffs an amused exhale through his nostrils, and that is the most response you get to your question. He has no desire to answer you, all of his attention is instead focused on your father.

“You owe me some money.” he begins. “A lot of money, in fact.”

This couldn’t be real. Your father is a wealthy, successful man. Why would he need to borrow money from someone else? You must have heard wrong. It had to be the other way around. Your father had no reason to need money from another person. He has money, and lots of it.

“Toji, please, don’t do this now. I don’t have it, don’t do this in front of my daughter.” your father speaks as calmly as he can, with a still distinct tremble behind his words. “There’s nothing I can do, I can’t give you what I don’t have so please just leave.” he pleads. you both realise Toji has a gun wedged behind his back in his trousers. His tongue runs along his top row of teeth as he alternates between looking at you and your father.

“Megumi, get in here!” he yells deafeningly loudly. You’re certain you feel the room quake from his voice alone. You don’t like where this is going. what are the odds? Apparently high, because now your heart is beating in your ears as he enters the room. The younger man walks in, and your mind is racing. You know, already, who he is to your ‘uncle’ Toji. “Did you really think you were going to get away with ripping us off?” Megumi questions your father as he stands proudly by his father’s side. “Hang on Megumi, maybe, we could come to some sort of arrangement.” Toji starts stepping closer to your father.

“For example,” Toji interjects. He’s leading up to a point you’re certain neither you nor your father will like. “You may not have the money… But you have her.” he speaks as he points in your direction.

Toji’s eyes move to find Megumi’s. He tilts his head in your direction, and it is a clear instruction to his son. He instantly moves in your direction.

“DON’T!” your father bellows, “RUN, GET AWAY FROM HERE!” he calls to you.

You run upstairs trying your best not to slip on the stairs. You hope Megumi has never been here without your knowledge. You’ll have the advantage of knowing your home better than him. You’re hoping to lure Megumi away enough that there is a chance you can run downstairs to safety. But your legs take you somewhere you didn’t want to go. The last place you wanted to fucking go. Your own bedroom.

It’s too late to run back out now, he’ll spot you instantly. You have to think. And think, carefully. You grab your phone from your side table and run to hide in your closet. You pick up a shoe, although you feel stupid. If Toji has a gun it’s very likely that his son does too. And what the fuck are you going to do with a shoe?

you hear him open the creaky bedroom door. Opening a creaking door and slamming it closed after yourself. No wonder he found you so quickly. “Not very smart to hide in your own bedroom.” he taunts. Clearly trying to rattle you even more so he can detect your location.