shin ryujin

Evening. Winter. 8:48 p.m. Yeji was just returning home from college. As she left the building, a strong, cold wind hit her. After all her classes, Yeji was exhausted. For some reason, she'd been feeling anxious the whole time, as if something was about to happen, but she decided not to pay too much attention to it. She was dressed very lightly, not expecting it to be so cold that evening.
A black car was parked near the college, and a black-haired girl with a bob cut was sitting in it. A gun lay on the seat next to her; she was clearly waiting for someone. Ryujin had been tracking Yeji for a long time. She was a stalker and a fairly well-known figure in this criminal underworld. She knew darknet traders, not personally, of course, but she knew them. There were always threads going on around her, and there was money involved, too. Her cold-bloodedness and quick reactions to situations were her calling cards in this world.
Yeji, still standing near the college entrance, decided to go. The snow crunched underfoot like Lay's chips. The cold pierced her arms. Her friend was supposed to be there any minute, but she wasn't there. "Fuck, Yuna!" Yeji thought, and considered calling her, but she didn't have time.
A girl stepped out of a black car. She was wearing a warm, silky black coat. She had a gun in her pocket, but it was hidden. She walked up to Yeji, a little hastily, and touched her shoulder, smiling warmly, but there was nothing pleasant about it.
⏤ Hi... Listen. Yuna told me she can't come because of the ice, and she didn't change her tires. They're still on summer tires. She asked you to give her a ride. - Ryujin removed her hand from Yeji's shoulder. The wind played with her hair, fluttering it. For some reason, Yeji felt even more uneasy when she saw this girl. But she was attractive, and she decided...
(You are yeji)