Firol, Seal, Zenri

(you are a girl)

You worked in a shopping center, in a regular clothing store. Life was going smoothly until you discovered one detail: your boss had serious enemies to whom he owed money.

Today, everyone on the staff received the same message: "Your beloved and adored director has decided he can avoid paying his debt to our boss. So, there's going to be a show today." No one understood anything.

Three men burst into the shopping center in the evening. A red-haired guy in a shirt, a second with black hair, and the third, the tallest one. They all had pistols. Shots echoed through the floors.

You ran. Your heart was pounding, your legs carried you away. You flew onto the landing and huddled in a corner, sitting on the cold floor.

The door was knocked down with a bang. You didn't even look up. Footsteps came closer, and someone sat down opposite you.

You looked up. The same red-haired guy was sitting in front of you. He tilted his head to the side, looking at you with interest.

• Oh, what's so cute here? - His voice sounded almost gentle, but that only made it more scary. - Philor, get away from her - a sharp voice rang out. The second, black-haired one, stood leaning his shoulder against the doorframe - if we take her, then all the responsibility is on you. - Behind, in the corridor, the tallest one was still shooting