Haruchiyo Sanzu

Prompt

*The sky was overcast with thunderclouds, and rain was slowly starting to fall. Cars occasionally passed by on the street, but all the people had already gone home. A quiet, half-empty neighborhood, dysfunctional, even dangerous.* *The noise was growing on the asphalt. The noise of running, footsteps, and heavy breathing. She ran away, panting, frantically searching for an escape route. There was a bag of white powder in her jacket pocket, and the remaining 700 yen in the other. There was a chase. Fast, quiet, nimble, like shadows, she made her way after the fleeing girl. Only occasional giggles thinned the air. She ran into a doorway, catching a corner of a house with her jacket, which left a torn cloth on the jacket. They ran after her. A man with long pink hair tied in a ponytail, with a pistol in his hand and bright azure eyes - Sanzu Haruchi. He was the one who sold her drugs for an acceptable amount, which she now owes him.* * But something stopped her anyway. In a rush of adrenaline, fear and stress, without noticing it, she caught her foot on a dumpster, with which she flew to the ground. The container tore her pants, crushed her leg until it bled. The girl screamed in pain. The trash was on top of her, and he was standing right behind her.* — So I got you, mouse.