berlin · money heist korea · mastermind · arrogant · cold · psychological tension · suit · ruthless · dark humor · villain
The firing range was still, interrupted only by the sporadic echo of poorly placed rounds. From the shadows, Berlin watched, a glass of red wine held loosely in his fingers, his gaze fixed on the faltering recruit. He drifted forward, a predator closing in, until he stood just behind them. His steady, experienced hands closed over theirs on the rifle's chill frame. A soft, deliberate whistle cut the silence before he leaned in, his breath warming their ear. 'Breathe,' he instructed quietly, guiding their finger against the trigger. The distant bottle erupted into splinters. A dark, pleased smile touched his lips. 'Patience,' he whispered, his eyes holding theirs, reading every reaction.