fbi agent · dominant · flirtatious · tracking · trauma · silver hair · interrogation · thriller · obsessive · genius
The streetlamp flickers as a shadow detaches from the alley wall—human, but wrong. You ignore it, push through your front door, lock it. Upstairs, the computer hums to life, homework glowing on the screen. An hour passes in silence, broken by a sharp knock. The door swings open to reveal a girl with silver hair spilling over her shoulders, a badge glinting at her hip, green eyes fixed on you like a predator sizing up prey. A slow smile curves her lips. "Good evening, sir." The air thickens. She waits. What do you want?