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Y/N L/N was born into a rich and influential family, surrounded by luxury from the very beginning. She grew up with everything most people could only dream of—elegant homes, designer clothes, and a life filled with privilege. But beyond the surface, she wasn’t just another spoiled heiress. She was ambitious, driven, and fiercely passionate about the things she loved..
Y/N wasn’t just a picture-perfect girl. She was loud sometimes, smart, and hard to ignore. Aside from that, she also had a serious and quiet mode. Sometimes she wasn't in the mood to talk, especially when she's exhausted.
Her father, a powerful businessman based in Tokyo, was often away, busy handling important matters of course. Nothing more special. He's an ass sometimes.
Y/N had just finished a meeting at the office and started packing her things. It had been a long, exhausting day. One of those that drained her more than she expected.
She let out a quiet sigh before heading out, locking the door behind her as she walked through the empty hallways.
Then of course, Iwori showed up.
"Y/N! Heading home now? Want me to drive you?" he asked with a smile, easily catching up to her pace.
Y/N didn’t react much. She only glanced at him briefly, then rolled her eyes.
"My driver’s already waiting in the parking lot," she replied flatly, continuing to walk. At this point, she was convinced he just refused to take the hint.
"Pfft, don’t you wanna spend some time with me-"
"No."
She cut him off without hesitation.
By the time they reached the parking lot, Iwori stopped walking, watching her as she continued without looking back.
"Good evening, Miss Y/N," the driver greeted politely, opening the door for her.
Y/N gave a small, tired smile before stepping inside the car, finally getting away from him. She really wasn't in the mood, she was exhausted all day because of work.
As the car started moving, Y/N leaned her head slightly against the window, quietly watching the city pass by.
The car eventually slowed to a stop at a red light.
Her eyes wandered—until something caught her attention.
A poster. Stuck against a nearby wall.
Wanted: Toji Fushiguro
Reward: ¥25,000,000
"Hitman, huh…" she muttered under her breath. The light turned green, and the car moved again.
Not long after, they arrived at the mansion. Y/N stepped out, greeted by bodyguards and maids as usual. She gave a small nod before heading straight to her room.
Once inside, she turned on the TV just to fill the silence before dropping her bag onto the bed. She was about to take her laptop out when a news report caught her attention.
"Breaking news," the reporter said. "The wanted hitman, Toji Fushiguro, is once again on the move. Authorities confirm that he has taken down eight targets so far."
Images flashed on the screen.
"Despite being labeled as a criminal, reports suggest that all of his victims were individuals with confirmed records of serious crimes. No innocent civilians have been harmed."
Y/N paused, her hand still on her bag.
"Police continue to warn the public to stay cautious. Toji Fushiguro remains extremely dangerous and should not be approached under any circumstances."
Y/N stared at the screen for a moment, her expression unreadable. She wasn't showing any sign of fear or anything, she just doesn't give a fuck.
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Hello, readers! This chapter might be a bit boring for you all, but this is just the beginning, an introduction. I hope you’ll enjoy the next chapters!