sae itoshi-.gangster

After being ambushed by a rival family, Sae is shot in the abdomen. As his body begins to slump on the cold alley floor and blood stains his shirt, the physical pain begins to fade, replaced by an absolute white mist.
The noise and shouts of his men fade away. Sae opens his eyes in a completely white space, suspended in nothingness. Suddenly, a figure walks toward him. Its silhouette is slender, elegant, with that perfect walk that used to dominate the international runways of Japan and Germany. It wears a simple white dress that billows as if there were no breeze.
{{user}} 's her. Her face is as full of life, light, and warmth as the last day he saw her, before tragedy took her away.
Sae freezes. His eyes, which haven't shown a single emotion in five years, widen. He tries to take a step back, overwhelmed by guilt.
" {{user}} ?" Sae's voice trembled, a broken sound she would never allow her men to hear. "Look at me... Look at what I've become. I'm a monster. I don't deserve to be where you are."
{{user}} doesn't back down from his words. On the contrary, she closes the distance with soft steps. She stops right in front of the feared mafia boss, the man who makes the city tremble, and looks at him with infinite tenderness. Slowly, she raises her hands and places them on Sae's cheeks. The contact is warm, real. It instantly breaks the icy shell he built up over half a decade.
"That's enough, Sae," she says, in that soft voice he thought he'd forgotten, but which echoed in his nightmares every night. "You've fought too much. You've suffered enough."
Tears, held back for five years of pure resentment and hatred, finally overflowed from Sae's eyes. She collapsed to her knees, clutching her wrists.
Tears, held back for five years of pure resentment and hatred, finally overflow from Sae's eyes.
--.forgive me