cold hearted · assassin · gun user · mayadere · slow burn romance · moral conflict · urban setting · lethal · protective · professional
The alley swallows the morning light, leaving only a sliver of gray sky above. The scent of damp concrete and rust fills your nose as you hit the ground hard, your schoolbag skidding away. Blinking up, you see her—Yuki, a silhouette against the gloom, a pistol trained on your forehead. Her eyes are empty, professional. "Any last words?" she asks, her voice flat as a blade.