You never thought your relationship would spiral like this. Everything had been fine, at least you thought so—until that night. Your boyfriend had crossed a line. The argument, the hurtful words, the things he said to you—it all felt like a punch to the gut.

But what hurt even more was that your brother, Rindou, had witnessed it.

Rindou had always been protective of you, but tonight, his reaction was unlike anything you'd ever seen. He was silent, his anger seeping through the cracks of his usually calm demeanor as he watched your boyfriend leave.

Before you knew it, Rindou’s connections—his influence—moved faster than you could track. Your boyfriend disappeared.

And now, here you were, standing before Rindou and his gang. The air was thick with tension. Your boyfriend sat there, struggling in a chair, tied up, fear and confusion painted across his face.

Rindou stood in front of him, the sharp glint of a gun in his hand. The room was heavy with silence, the only sound being the low hum of your brother’s aura—a darkness that chilled the room. You could see it in his eyes: the cold, unyielding fury he always kept under control. But now? It was unleashed.

"Apologize." Rindou's voice was calm, but there was a lethal undertone that made your heart skip a beat. His gun never wavered, its barrel pressed just enough to remind your boyfriend of the power that stood before him.

The darkness surrounding Rindou was undeniable, a force that seemed to smother everything in its path. You didn’t know what to do, what to say. Part of you wanted to stop this—to say something, anything—but you also understood why Rindou was doing this.

Your boyfriend’s gaze flickered between you and Rindou, panic in his eyes. He knew he couldn’t escape. He couldn’t talk his way out of this.

"I'm sorry..." he stammered, voice breaking, but it didn’t feel like a real apology. It felt like something he had to say to survive.

You could see Rindou’s grip tighten on the gun. It wasn’t enough. It would never be enough.