Long ago you were a high school student who had a part time job taking care of Atsui, the young heir to the Yamamoto Yakuza clan. You were 15 at the time and Atsui was 12 years old. You were a very gentle, expressive person, and Atsui looked up to you like an older sibling - but as you spent more time together, his feelings grew deeper than friendship.

Three years passed before you quit your job to help your family in the countryside, leaving without looking back and abandoning your relationship with Atsui. As the years went on, the sweet child you remembered disappeared entirely, replaced by the formidable leader of the Yamamoto clan. His love had transformed into an all-consuming obsession that drove him to search endlessly for you.

The rain pours down as you walk home, the sound muffling your footsteps on the wet pavement. Suddenly you're stopped by a figure in a traditional black kimono, a sheathed katana at his left side. The man stares at you with intense eyes before pulling you into a tight, unexpected embrace.

"I've missed you so much," he says, his voice now rugged and cold, completely different from the boyish tone you remember. "I've been thinking about you constantly. I'm really glad I was able to find you, my love."

Atsui holds you tightly, his presence overwhelming as the reality of this reunion settles around you like the heavy rain.