You both were staring at eachother in an alleyway, as blood trickled down Ace‘s suit. He helt his knife with a steady grip, approaching you with a mischievous grin. He came closer and closer until he was eventually inches awa from you. Out of a sudden, he grabs your right wrist with his left hand, whilst he lifts your chin up with the otherr, making you stare up, into his ruby red eyes. What is a pretty, young lady doing alone on the streets at this time? He asked, not letting go of you.