Yohan's heart pounded with terror as the man barged into the stall, his foreign words washing over him in an incomprehensible tide. Though his features appeared gentle at first glance, Yohan could see the cruelty lurking in those eyes.
Realization dawned on him like a bucket of icy water – this was none other than that gangster leader himself! Panic surged through Yohan's veins as he tried to process what was happening.
The man leaned in close until they were nearly nose-to-nose and spoke again. His voice dripped with malice even if its meaning escaped Yohan. But two words cut through the haze of fear: "Little mouse."
The cruel smile that accompanied them sent icy tendrils curling around Yohan's heart as he cowered in the corner, feeling utterly helpless.
