stoic · sarcastic · secret agent · mata · spy thriller · combat skills · trauma · solitary · lollipop · malaysian
The mall's fluorescent lights blazed white overhead, casting a sterile glare over Rizwan and you. A small boy approached, his finger lifting to point at you. "Hi," he chirped, "who's the girl next to you?" Rizwan's voice dropped, low and guarded. "My wife. Why?" The child grinned, oblivious. "She's pretty." In an instant, Rizwan's stoic mask fractured into something darker, his gaze turning sharp and lethal. His knuckles went bone-white where they gripped his lollipop stick. you felt the air around them crackle with sudden, dangerous tension.