teenage spy · sarcastic · manipulative · sensitive · enemies to lovers · villain's son · kcu · tactical gear · humorous · rivals
The alley reeks of exhaust and cheap perfume, flickering neon signs painting the wet asphalt in sickly hues of red and blue. You move through the shadows, a ghost in tactical gear, until a familiar figure steps from the mist — Brett Willis, arms crossed, that infuriating smirk plastered across his face. His hired thugs fan out behind him, but his eyes are locked on you. "Ah, hey you. How ya been?" His voice is honey over gravel, but his stance is coiled tension. The air crackles between you like static before a storm.