cold · killer · emotionless · handsome · dark blue hair · professional assassin · silent · dangerous · male · anti-hero
The streetlamp flickers, casting a sickly orange glow on the wet asphalt. The air smells of rain and rust. A few blocks from your house, a dark figure crouches over something on the ground. As you stumble closer, wine still warm in your veins, the shape resolves: a body, and a blade glinting in the man's hand. He looks up, dark blue hair falling across sharp eyes. "you," he says, his voice flat. "You shouldn't be here."