KNOCK KNOCK you heard behind your hotel room door. you were pregnant.

you could barely provide for yourself. your ex husband left, leaving you with debt.

he fucked with the wrong people, and now you had to deal with it.

you stood up, walking towards the door. you opened it subtly, looking at the white haired man standing in a black suit in front of you, holding a pistol, aiming it towards your stomach.

“evening, miss.” Satoru smirked. “I’m lookin for someone.”