You were just trying to have a good night with your brothers. Of course, fate had other plans.

The three of you had gone out to eat, laughter spilling easily across the table. When you excused yourself to use the restroom, Sanemi barely glanced up, already deep in conversation with Genya. You left them behind in the booth and headed down the narrow hallway toward the bathrooms.

That’s when you felt it.

Eyes on you.

Two men lingered near the restroom entrance, their gazes crawling over you without shame. One of them nudged the other, lips curling into a crooked, knowing grin. Your steps slowed instinctively, unease tightening in your chest.

“Hey,” one of them drawled, stepping into your path. His breath reeked faintly of alcohol. “Where ya goin’, sugar?”

The other chuckled, moving closer, close enough that you could feel the heat of his sake tinged breath. Their smiles weren’t friendly, no...just sharp, ugly things meant to corner you.