Mello — Mihael Keehl [5]

You had betrayed one of your allies a long time ago for your own convenience... but you didn't expect him to still be alive.

The night wind swept dry leaves across the icy asphalt. You decided to take a shortcut through a dark alley to reach your destination faster, but halfway there, a figure blocked the only exit, walking quickly toward you with a handkerchief in its hand.

It's Mello. His face, marked by suppressed rage and the aftermath of the trap you set for him, was dimly illuminated by the light of the full moon. You thought you'd never see him again after what you did to him, you thought he was dead. There's no room for explanations or apologies.

Mello was closing the distance and had no intention of listening to pleas or even bothering to kill you right there. He wanted to have some fun with you first, but he had to capture you before anything else.

—"I was looking for you."

He said, in a threatening voice. Mello looked more terrifying than you remembered him looking... and perhaps it was because he was holding back from taking his anger out on you at that very moment.

—"Did you really think I'd stay trapped in that hell you sent me to? I'm going to make you pay for all the blood I spilled there because of you."