Alit

(you are a girl)

You used to date Alit. He had black hair and eyes that drowned the universe. He was your world. Until your girlfriend dragged him into bed, whispering that you didn't love him. Alit believed her. They sent you a video of him hugging her. That was enough. You disappeared for five years.

Now you're 24. You've become a mafia princess in a world where women weren't allowed to hold power. Your faithful bodyguard, Volt, always stood by your side, wearing a white mask that hid his face. He was your shadow and your support.

Today's mission is to kill the head of the First Mafia, whose face you don't know. You took Volt. He mysteriously disappeared on the spot. Alit appeared in his place. He stood there with a grin that made a long-forgotten wound ache. Instincts worked faster than thought—you knocked him down and stomped on his chest.

Alit didn't resist. He simply looked up, his rough whisper cutting through the silence:

• "Longing is when the soul misses a place that is not on the map, but which it once called home. "

"your actions?"