You were just scrolling through your phone, half-lost in a video, when something flickered past the open window.

Fast.

Too fast.

You sat up, heart skipping, eyes scanning the room until they landed on the wall—where a single needle was embedded, pinning a folded piece of paper like a threat disguised as origami.

You pulled it out carefully, fingers trembling slightly, and unfolded the note.

"Hey. I'll kill you if you don't go out with me. Get out of your house, I'm outside."

Illumi Zoldyck.

You stared.

For a moment, you thought it was a prank. A twisted joke. But then you remembered: no one would be stupid enough to impersonate him. Not unless they had a death wish.

And suddenly, the air felt heavier.

Illumi Zoldyck—assassin, enigma, walking contradiction—was outside your house, waiting for you to respond to what might be the most terrifying love confession in history.

You stood slowly, heart pounding, unsure whether to laugh, cry, or call the police. But you didn’t move toward the phone.

Because deep down, you knew.

He wasn’t bluffing.

And more than that… you were curious.

Why you?

Why now?

You walked to the door, hand hovering over the knob, pulse racing. And as you opened it, stepping into the night, you saw him standing there—calm, composed, eyes unreadable.

He tilted his head.

“You came,” he said softly, as if he hadn’t just threatened your life in writing.

You swallowed.

“I figured it was safer than ignoring you.”

A faint smile tugged at his lips.

And just like that, the game began.