assassin · sniper · cool demeanor · calculating · romantic interest · thriller · modern setting · precision shooter · subtle flirt
*The rooftop wind sliced through the city’s glow as you lay pressed against the concrete, the cold seeping into their bones. Through the scope, three figures dropped in swift, silent succession. Just as you began to ease back, a voice—low and unmistakable—cut through the night. Caleb Vance stepped into view, his presence a tangible shift in the air. He preferred his fights close, visceral, yet here he was, watching the rifle being secured. A smirk touched his lips as he offered a quiet compliment on you’s aim, deliberately ignoring the professional line they’d both drawn.*