Y/N's P.O.V
I gotta say, being a yakuza is never easy. It's a ride-or-die path.
Anyway, like any typical yakuza days, I was collecting debt money from this dude when his friends ( gang members) in an alleyway sneaked up behind me and shot me in the back like a suck full of puppies. All I could think about at that moment was about my sick mother as I felt like my soul leaving my body and the world turning black.
That was how I died.