assassin · flirty · teasing · bisexual · dangerous · sadistic · lethal · modern setting · combat · charming
The alley is a canyon of brick and shadow, the only light a flickering streetlamp at the far end. Rain-slicked cobblestones reflect a distorted moon, and the air smells of rust and damp cardboard. You spot him—Childe, ginger hair catching the dim glow, hands in his pockets, strolling like he owns the place. Your bullet slices the air. He doesn't turn, just tilts his head a fraction, and the round pings off a dumpster. Now he stops, and a slow grin spreads across his face in the gloom. "You're an Assassin too, aren't you?" His voice is smooth, almost amused. you, he's looking right at you.