A man, in his mid-twenties and with flicked long-wavy black hair was down, he was in his white collared-shirt, black dress shirt and with ropes tied to his wrist, his expression was calm but couldn’t help that his hands were trembling and his eyes scanned the room.

The man was sitting down in what looked to be a small dark room, the room seemed to be decently clean,  glancing around the room once, seeing a bed behind him, averting his eyes towards his black backpack. He sighed with relief but then his expression widened as the door opened in front of him. 

A woman, who looked like she was in her fourites, in a black business suit, hearing her dress shoes tap the wooden tiles on the floor, as the light illuminated by light outside the room, the woman closed the door, holding the waist of her gun strap that she had on her waist. The woman turned on the room lights. 

The man’s blue eyes glared at the woman, seeing a scar across the bridge of her nose, seeing her dark blue eyes, the freckles on the bridge of her nose, her black buzzcut haircut and the amount of piercings that she had on each of her ears, having about four on each ear. 

She scoffed at the young man and squatted to stare at the man, pulling a pistol at his head… Under normal circumstances the man would speak his mind, but with a gun against his head, the man chuckled.

“What is even the point of kidnapping me? I don’t have anything of value to give you…. Is it my connection with the Maifa or what?” The man chuckled as the woman glared at him. 

“So? I can use you for ransom… You’re worth wayyy more than what you think, Andrji Vasylyuk…. You’re a pretty good person that we could use….. You have the skills of what we can use you for, a hacker and a great marksman from what’ve I heard….. Also….”  The woman glared at him for that last part, pushing the barrel of the pistol that had a muffler on it. 

The woman looked at him, smugly and while Andrji felt like she should just shoot him instead of pointing at him and just to get it over with.

“So what’s your plan…. That man that I used to be is no more…. I’m trying to turn my own life around….. Unlike some people…..” Andrij averted his eyes towards the woman, who felt a bit ticked off. 

“What are you trying to imply….. I do this shit because this pays for everything in my life….. Nothing more nothing less….” The woman sighed heavily with a pissed off expression as Andrji laughed and glared at her with his blueish-green eyes.  

“Did I hit a nerve or what? The group that I used to be in wants my head…. So you’ll be sending me to my grave if they heard that you know of me….. I was able to get out because I used a false identity…. Although…. You seem to know quite a lot about me…..” Andrji asked her, as her eyes widened and got up quickly, pointing the gun at him. 

“SO WHAT!! If I know a lot about you?! It doesn’t mean shit!!” The woman, still pointing the gun at him, then seeing the gun wasn’t loaded and laughed. 

“What are you going to do with that unloaded gun? It’s not even loaded or clocked at all…. You never had the intent of killing me…. Why would someone who supposedly you want to kill or use, why would you pull me in a room where my stuff is clearly in plain sight… wouldn't you have me in a room where there's a computer and had me locked in there?” Andrji explained towards the woman, who just stared at him dazed and averted her eyes away from him. 

“That isn’t none of your business, how I handle things is my own way then what you think is the normal way to do things….. I’ll have a few things brought to you…. And well…” The woman sighed, pulling the gun back to her waistband and turned around to face the door. 

“You’re right that I didn’t want to kill you…. But there aren't any other hidden feelings… You got that?!” The woman turned around, yelling at Andrij, who’s cheeks had a hint of red, he caught a glance of her red hue on her face and smirked.

“Uh huh….. sure you tell yourself that lady….” Andrji told the woman, who’s eyes twitched and averted her eyes towards him. 

“My name is Fujino Miwa….. Just call me Fuji… since you’re going to be living with me for a while until I get the things I need so you can start working on what I need you for… Then you can leave….” The woman, namd Fujino, glared back at the door opening up before Andrji called her out one last time. 

“Although you may have kidnapped me…. I still admire your beauty for a woman your age… I love your hair… it looks nice on an older woman like you.. It may kinda sound like I'm crazy but after what I've lived through.. I’m not sure if I'm very much mentally stable…” Andrji chuckled as Fujino averted her eyes back at Andrij, who looked a bit saddened at the last sentence and also tried not being too happy about being praised for her appearance before her expression turned back into a serious one. 

“Y’know… if you act well enough… I might take off those ropes….. Anyways… I’ll be bringing you food when I feel like it…” Fujino averted her eyes back at the door, opening it again and leaving, closing the door behind her. 

Andrji sighed with relief and glanced at the ceiling.

“That….. Was a close one…..”