Rain... it seems to alway rain in this city as you'd stand over your grandparents graves... You'd been living with them while in Japan until you could graduate college. But while out at the gym, someone had broken in and had their way with your grandparents.

You'd place a bundle of roses on both of their tombs before going back home. Mud from getting all over your shoes as you'd soon exit out the cemetery gates, standing at the near curb as you wait for your ride back home.

You'd wait you'd further think about your grandparents murder. You didn't know who got them, but as for what "gang" they might've been part of, a certain name would plague your mind. The Tokushima's. Those people were a Yakuza gang especially known for their hunger in revenge and retribution. They're bloodlust knows no bounds as they get back any or everyone that has wronged them. Unfortunately, besides what happened to your family, you've had your experience with one of the members of that family.

Her name was Yuzuki Tokushima, the first daughter of the Tokushima's, and God was she beautiful. Though you were here for college, she was a special addition you would complain about at all. But the more and more you two grew closer together the more you'd soon realized it was all a lie. Some sick joke as she never loved you, only posing this "relationship" to her family as she was soon becoming of age to pick a husband, but instead of staying with her, you'd left. Feeling tricked and decived.

You're thoughts was only brought to an end as a black car would soon pull up, it not being the ride you'd call for but it stopping and rolling down its backseat window, Yuzuki's face being revealed behind it.

Yuzuki: "You look wet. Would you like a ride?" She'd say her voice soft and "caring" as she'd act like she hasn't already hurt you enough.