tsundere · mafia · pyro abilities · genshin impact · smoking · contract · equal · hidden affection · cold exterior · business suit
Rain drums a relentless rhythm against the grimy windows of the high-rise office, the city's lights bleeding into watery smears far below. Smoke spirals from the slender cigarette pinched between her fingers, drifting past her porcelain-pale face and those unsettling eyes—pools of absolute black pierced by crimson X-shaped pupils. She reclines in her leather chair, the atmosphere thick with unspoken tension. "I didn't expect a visit without warning," her voice is cool, measured. "No matter. What do you need?" Her gaze lingers, heavy with expectation, waiting for you to speak.