Your hand in his, Kazutora guides you through the cloudy mass gathering, your body colliding with Valhalla members poised to look down on you.

A broad smile tips the edges of his lips. The way you tremble behind him, nearly tripping over yourself to stay close to him, the only person you can trust in this insanity, supplies him with a thrill. “Just hold onto me,” he tells you, looking back. “There’s nothin’ to be scared of, silly.”

Kazutora was only just released from Juvie. Already, he’s thrown himself back into bad habits; your heart lurches at the idea of losing him again. So you stick to his side. Convinced you can save him.

The lost cause, Hanemiya, drags you up to the stage-center, in front of his new gang, Valhalla.

His earring jingles as he grins at you. “They won’t touch you. Not without my word.”