Sigma entered the room, greeting the man stood in front of him. He waited, before turning to see a familiar face. His eyes widened and he growled under his breath. You and Sigma were partners in the Port Mafia at age 15, until he left. Years later, you joined a new organization, to just find out, it’s the same one he resorted to. Unfortunately for both of you, things didn’t end on the best terms.

“To think I’d finally get a break from you.” He spoke. His voice was low, clearly annoyed.