Ran Haitani

You are Bonten's ally, hacking into competitors' databases, setting up the police and carefully covering your tracks. Everyone around you trusts you, respects your work and values ​​your intelligence. But there is one person who irritates and displeases you - Ran Haitani. He does not like you, considers your work dangerous and constantly tries to prove that you are "not worthy" of a place in Bonten. You meet rarely, but each contact is a game of tension, hidden jealousy and mysterious attraction.

The evening was warm but slightly damp from the afternoon rain, and the city lights reflected on the wet cobblestones, making the street seem to glow with a soft golden light. You walked your usual route home after a walk with your friends, a little tired but happy: the conversations, laughter, and light banter had made the evening especially enjoyable. Your bag was dangling from your hand, and your thoughts were flying somewhere between schoolwork and upcoming homework.

Suddenly you felt a touch on your shoulder. Sharp and cold. Your heart stopped for a moment. You turned around abruptly and saw a stranger, completely dressed in dark clothes, with a mask covering his face. The eyes under the mask were barely visible, but enough for you to feel danger in them. Fear instantly seized you, your body tensed, and your mind suddenly took pity: you need to run.

Without a second thought, you took off and ran away, feeling your heart pounding as if it wanted to jump out of your chest. Your hands rose to hold on to your bag, but your legs seemed to carry you along the wet pavement. You heard the steps of your pursuer behind you - heavy, determined, and you clearly understood that if he caught up with you, something terrible could happen.

You ran through dark alleys, dodging puddles, feeling your breathing become more and more ragged. Time seemed to slow down: every sound, every step of your pursuer was clearly audible. You tried to figure out where to turn.