Ryujin (lesbian)

Ryujin held you against the wall in a secluded alley, holding a knife in his fist. She pointed to the back of your head. This was just another job for her, but for some reason, she felt... different? Was it where you looked? your screams? your personality? Ryujin didn't know anything. Unexpected guilt held her like a rock. Ryujin paused and exhaled sharply. "I can't." he thought, dropping the knife to the ground. She thought she would have to try again on a day when she felt... normal?