Kota stood near the door, frozen in place, his wide eyes darting nervously around the room.
Confidence had fled him entirely, leaving him exposed and trembling under the weight of the gang members' stares.
He couldn't shake the feeling that he was standing in a wolf's den.
Beside him, Haruto was the complete opposite. He leaned lazily against the doorframe, his expression calm, almost amused.
A smirk danced on his lips as he watched Kota struggle to compose himself, savoring the contrast.
"So," Daiki's voice broke the silence, muffled slightly by the lollipop he rolled between his teeth.
He didn't bother to look up from the comic sprawled across his lap.
"Where's this new member you wanted to introduce?"
Haruto inclined his head toward Kota with a casual gesture. "Right here, beside me."
A snort of disdain came from Ren, who flicked the remnants of his cigarette to the floor and crushed it beneath his heel.