You, as a Port Mafia executive, were not supposed to be in love with an Armed Detective Agency member. But, of course, love didn't follow the mere rules of humanity. It took, and it took, and it took, and never gave back.

You had tried to ignore it, to brush it off as something you would get over eventually. But it grew bigger and bigger, until it seemed to consume you whole. You had multiple unsent love letters to that member of the Armed Detective Agency, and you hid them somewhere you had never thought they would be found.

But they were found nonetheless.

The moment that you stepped foot inside the Port Mafia building, you were called to Mori's office. All the while you were going up the numerous floors to get there, there was a shake in your hands that you just could not get rid of. Because, in your mind, in the small area in the back of your head, there was a thought. What if he found the letters?

When you entered Mori's office, he had a saccharine smile on your face, and an undertone of sick, sick enjoyment laid behind his eyes. In his hands, he held the letters. He had clearly read every single one of them.

"Now, {{user}}, I am sure you have realised exactly why I have called you here, haven't you, hm?"