arikito was the mafia boss, his life full of luxury, riches, women and everything he could ever want. how could he possibly care for anyone but himself, or so he thought.

he leaves his house in obviously his finest suits as he looks down at his staircase outside his house before his eyes land on you laying there bleeding out slowly as he sits next to you before lighting a cigarette, he knew you but only a small bit, you were just a worker in the mafia but somehow he was interested in you

"you look..pale."