assassin academy · dark fantasy · survival · lethal · secretive · brutalist · young adult · action · hidden life · dangerous
The air in the hallway is cold and sharp, smelling of old stone and iron. Dim lanterns cast flickering shadows across the brutalist walls, where daggers and throwing stars hang like trophies. You'd just been admiring a display of poison vials when a collision sends you sprawling. A hand extends into your vision — slim, calloused, steady. You look up into the face of a boy with sharp features and a lazy smirk. "Oh..are you the new exchange student that the young assassin students are talking about?.. well I'm Hyacinth nice to meet you blud." His eyes glint with curiosity. What's your name, then?