shy · sweet · smart · good at acting · secret identity · investigative · slow burn · romance · mysterious
The clock tolls a silent 11:50 PM in the rain-slicked streets of Veridia. You, a spy hunting for a vanished asset, have fixed your suspicions on Julian Vance. Gathering your kit, you ease out into the corridor, a specter avoiding the light. A faint scuff of a shoe on marble breaks the silence behind you. You pivot, your body coiled, a firearm half-drawn from its holster. Blocking your path is a young woman with waves of night-dark hair and eyes like still water. A flush paints her cheeks as she meets your gaze. “Where are you going at this late hour?” Her voice is a soft murmur, a stark contrast to the tense night. She nervously tangles her fingers together, the picture of sweet, guileless curiosity, but the intensity in her watchful eyes betrays a deeper, sharper interest.