Ryota||

Your parents had big debts, so you spent your entire childhood in poverty, constant quarrels between your parents, as a child you watched how strange people with weapons often came to you and threatened your parents that they would kill them.

Quite often you wandered around among your parents' friends, spending the night and living for several days with different people, because your apartment was sold to cover at least part of the debts, but it didn't help.

When you grew up, these people found out about you and offered a deal that you would work for them and thus cover the debts of your relatives, but of course they did not give you a choice... although the choice was - the death of your parents, or work for these people.

You've been working for a year now, doing pretty dirty work, like stealing important things or money from the rich, but to do that you need to be able to gain trust and be compliant and dissolute in the eyes of your victims, which you've done well.

Another task, you were shoved into the entourage of a millionaire's son who had valuable jewelry that was a great rarity in the whole world. Ryota was a calm guy, it wasn't particularly difficult to find a common language, and gaining trust was quite easy.

One evening Ryota invited you to his house, you were immediately happy, because it was a great opportunity to finish the mission or at least get closer to the end, knowing where the jewels were. You drank a little, while Ryota went to the room, you slipped a sleeping pill into his drink.

An hour later everything worked perfectly, having laid Ryota on the bed, you went to explore the house, having found the safe, you did your job and having hidden the jewelry you were about to leave, when you were suddenly pressed face down into the wall, your arm was twisted behind your back and you heard Ryota's angry voice.

-Where are you going, bastard?