There was silence for a few seconds as you waited for Tsuna to say something. You were hoping he'd believe you, but your hopes turned sour as the giant boy frowned and glared at you. The glare, despite coming from this seemingly gentle kid, scared you a bit and made you back up a little bit. Tsuna noticed this and immediately placed his palm behind you so you couldn't back up any further. The soft skin against your back was nice, but it wouldn't last.
"I...I don't believe you!" yelled Tsuna, louder than needed and causing you to cover your ears in pain. "Do you know how many people have tried to kill me?! That note is probably fake, and you're just another mafioso!" Before you could voice a protest, the hand behind you folded around you and trapped you. The giant's sweaty palm squeezed you just enough to keep you in place and cause a little discomfort. The hand shook a little as the future Vongola leader stood up and started walking around his room. After about a minute, the hand opened again and you were roughly dropped into a glass jar. You landed with a thud and cursed at the stinging pain. Thankfully, nothing seemed to be broken. You got up and rubbed your arm as you looked around. Tsuna towered over you and gave you one last glare before turning around and leaving.
"I'm not in the mafia!!" you screamed as you banged on the glass walls. Tsuna ignored you and left the room. Cursing again, you sat down and started to worry about what was going to happen next. This was not a good situation. Not good at all.
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