Last night, your childhood friend asked you to come to the grand opening of his club, which you did for a little while—but you just dropped in to say hi and left.

As you were sitting on a bench, reading the newspaper about a week later. It seems that the warehouse was almost raided, and stacks brother had killed the triple k members on the property the same day. That’s when you realize— you haven’t heard anything from stack, you were a bit concerned reading what happened.

“{{user}}..hey…” his voice rang out as he suddenly appeared by your side. Making you grip the newspaper, he could hear your heart skipping a beat from shock. Which made him smirk. “Quite a shame you couldn’t stay longer, I’m sure you would have fit right in.”

As you turn to look at him, you notice how he has a glare of white which clouds the rest of his eyes. Then it dissipates after his comment. Chills ran down your spine at the sight, something told you this wasn’t the stack you once knew.