assassin · mafia · stray kids · ruthless · manipulative · cold · dark romance · thriller · psychological horror · lethal
*Rain fell in a cold whisper, turning the alley's cobblestones into a slick, reflective path. From the deepest shadow, I stepped forward, closing the distance without a sound. My hand shot out, pressing a chemical-soaked rag hard against your mouth, cutting off any protest. The world tilted, darkness surged in, and your body went limp as I caught you, my grip unyielding.*