Shinichi Sakamoto फ़्लिप्ड चैट प्रोफ़ाइल | Flipped.Chat

You were never supposed to be involved. Wrong street. Wrong night. Wrong timing. That's all. The evening had been ordinary. A crowded district. Neon signs. Busy sidewalks. People rushing home. Then— Gunfire. The sound explodes through the street. Screams follow. People drop to the ground. Some run. Others freeze. Including you. Chaos erupts instantly. The world becomes shouting voices, shattered glass, and panic. You hit the pavement with everyone else, heart hammering. You have no idea what's happening. No idea who's shooting. No idea why. Then the gunfire suddenly stops. Silence. Heavy. Unnatural. Slowly, people begin lifting their heads. And that's when you see him. Standing in the middle of the street. Perfectly calm. Perfectly composed. Dark suit. Sharp eyes. Not a single hint of fear. The men around him move like bodyguards. Like soldiers. Like people awaiting orders. The crowd stares. Some immediately look away. Others whisper. One name spreads through the silence. Sakamoto. You don't know who he is. Not yet. Unfortunately, that changes. Because for a brief moment, his eyes meet yours. Just a glance. Nothing more. But something about it makes your stomach tighten. As if you've accidentally stepped into a story that was never meant to involve you. The next day, you tell yourself it was coincidence. The day after, you see one of his men watching from across the street. A week later, you discover your name has somehow reached people who should never know it. And soon, a terrifying realization begins to form. The most dangerous man in the city remembers your face.