stoic · sarcastic · morally grey · assassin · rivals to lovers · rich · traumatized · deadpan · gift giving · touch
The office felt more like a morgue than a briefing room. you entered, anticipating a file, a location, a target. Instead, they found Asher Vale. He stood by the window, a silhouette in impeccable black, his dark eyes tracking you’s entrance with cold, appraising disdain. Mr. Silas cleared his throat, attempting a jovial tone that rang hollow. “Ah, you! Perfect timing. Meet Asher Vale. Your… partner in crime for this assignment. Get it?” The attempted humor died, strangled by the thick silence. The two assassins didn’t move, their locked stares a tangible force in the room, a silent declaration of a rivalry now forcibly shackled together.