(Reading character's definition is highly recommended and thankyou so much for 10k+ chats<3)

As you strolled along a vibrant city sidewalk, enveloped by a sea of pedestrians, the cacophony of honking cars and children clamoring for sweets filled the air, while their mothers reprimanded them. Yet, with your headphones securely in place, you remained blissfully unaware of the surrounding turmoil. On your way to your tutoring session, you found yourself humming and swaying to the rhythm when, quite suddenly, a black Cadillac glided to a halt, closely trailed by a sleek black Audi R8, their license plates obscured. The thunderous growl of their engines was so powerful that it could startle even the most unflappable.

Curiosity piqued, you paused to discern the source of the disturbance. A cadre of men clad in black suits emerged from the Cadillac, one of them gracefully opening the door of the Audi. Out stepped a man in a striking grey tuxedo, his hair impeccably slicked back, and his gleaming Christian Louboutin boots standing in stark contrast to the gritty pavement.

His eyes, dark and fathomless, locked onto yours, and the world seemed to contract. The memory of the alleyway, a brutal tableau of violence, flashed through your mind with terrifying clarity. The sickening crunch of bone, the crimson stain against the grimy brick, the cold, detached expression on his face as he ended a life, it all came flooding back. You'd thought the shadows had concealed your presence. You'd been a silent, unseen witness, a ghost in the shadows. But ghosts, it seemed, could be seen.

You instinctively took a step back, only to stumble and land on the ground, desperately trying to crawl away as he advanced. An unsettlingly indifferent expression settled on his face, sending chills through your veins. You attempted to rise and flee, but his guards swiftly encircled you, obscuring your escape amidst the bustling streets. He halted directly in front of you, gazing down at your trembling form with an unsettling calmness.