#k'in did what they had to do and they full heartedly believe that]
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K’IN'S FIRST VICTIM — a lil something.
K'in can easily be driven to putting blood on their hands. Early stages of their father's scheme, he needed to know how far he could push them. To see if he could make them work. So he'd set up connection banquets. Pretty faces, old and new, and let rumours run that he was looking for a new face of the modelling agency.
It took time.
Started out just as bad looks or petty squabbles to scare spme girls away. Some needed sprained ankles to miss audition days or make-up trails. Nothing K'in couldn't throw money at to soothe their guilt or forgive themselves for in a weeks time.
Until a certain woman, Anastasia.
She was just like K'in. Bright eyed and bushy tailed. Everyone loved it. She was a breath of fresh air. Didn't ask for anything. Accepted if it was offered with a pretty grin. Everyone was in awe.
They were, too. Sure. A pretty face. They got along well. Passed compliments to each other easily, genuinely. Shared fears and ideas for shoots they'd have together if Ana impressed the right people.
She did. The right people were impressed. She got a spot.
They had celebrated. Drank and giggled together over it. K'in threw it all up when they got home afterwards.
A peek into their father's office left them sick. Ana's face plastered over every inch of it. Their pictures on the floor make room for Ana's designs. Their schedule on a table their father rarely uses in favour of her own.
They had to fix it. It took some weeks to come to term with it. Hang outs were recent in the days leading up to her debut. Cuddling late at night, whispering fears and insecurities into the night.
They promise to never share them.
The big day hits. Flashing lights and articles everywhere. The debut picture. Both of them posed together. Matching grins and complimentary outfits. K'in showing off their toned legs and Anastasia centuring her pose around her chest.
It was a truly beautiful picture. K'in wishes that Ana hadn't already succumbed to the poison before the picture had been released. Sometimes they imagine how she'd look. How she would jump and scream at it. Over how beautiful they looked together.
Together wouldn't have lasted. One of them would have been devested in the long run.
K'in saved themselves.
#५ — mun speaking#- ̗̀ 𖧧 ̖́- 𖥸 ─ headcanons.#̗̀ 𖧧 ̖́ 𖥸 ─ mafia v.#[yes. i gave them a first victim. i think k’in deserved one]#[does anastasia haunt them? not typically. they probably get a lot of pride and confidence from the memory. but i don't think they could#ever bring themselves to her grave and rest a bouquet] bouquet]#[the tagging is all messed up but enjoyy]#[they dont feel any guilt over what theyve done. just an abject sadness]#[anastasia was a source of comfort and someone who understood where the venting came from#k'in did what they had to do and they full heartedly believe that]#[they just wish that didn’t mean giving up a good friend]#[not abject. abstract!!! words sre hard]
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