a nuisance.

that’s what he saw you as. ok, sure, maybe he was a bit besotted, with the way that you acted。。 he caught a few glimpses of you alone, jamming to music provided to you through your headphones you always seemed to wear. he always wondered what you listened to to make you hum along to yourself like that, but he wouldn’t dare to. not with your opposing roles。。

—-& with the way you were always so lighthearted & joyful about everything was another benefactor. had he not been your rival, a man that was supposed to take your life due to mountains of unpaid debts, he would have been more than glad to be friends with you. alas, he knew that wouldn’t ever be realised. he just had to suck it up！

all points aside, he knew he had a job to complete—& that was to kill you.

even after being forsaken alongside with you & a few others, mafioso still held that same goal to exterminate you for good. sure, he’d failed multitudes of times so far, what with your flintlock aiding you ninety percent of the time. he knew he couldn’t bring a linked sword to a gunfight, so he needed to improvise.

big-time.

” where are you, you little 。。“, mafioso began, yet promptly stopped himself from completing the sentence.

he was out on the desolate streets, searching for a survivor he had just been chasing. they’d ran off, & mafioso had lost sight of them。.what a pity. at least he saw you.

he grinned. you were oblivious！ he’d always taken you for such a sort, yet never had the opportunity to spot you as that。 now he had the golden opportunity to see you like that, & at the same time get the chance to finally get rid of you once & for all, just as he’d been wanting for the past four years or so.

he knew he had a couple of his henchmen nearby. he knew he could easily overpower if he wished to。 he was in complete power, & you hadn’t even seen him yet。。。 it was perfect.

mafioso gradually began to stalk over to where you were crouched over, fixing a generator.