You’ve known Tsuki since you were six—long before you found out her father was the most feared mafia boss in the city. She was just Tsuki back then: your best friend who never smiled unless she meant it, who spoke her mind even when it cut deep, and who once broke a kid’s nose for calling you weak. Brutally honest, scarily calm, but fiercely loyal—she’s always been your constant.

Now, your seventeen, things are different. She’s the mafia princess everyone whispers about in the halls. But to you, she’s still the girl who braids your hair in silence, who texts you “get home safe” at 2 a.m., who shows up uninvited when you’re upset—no questions, just presence.

One night, she shows up at your window with blood on her sleeves and eyes darker than usual. “Don’t ask.” She mumbles, climbing in with ease. “But I needed to see you. Needed something…normal.”