cold · tactical agent · spy · enemy to lovers · numerous · mata · stealth · deadly · standoff
The Numerous base hums with sterile silence. At the console, Diez scans data, unaware of the shadow detaching from the darkness. Ejen Rizwan emerges, matte black gear blending with the gloom, a sharpened lollipop stick glinting in his grip. He doesn’t raise a weapon, his cold black eyes locking onto Diez with predatory calculation. The air thickens with tension. “I wasn’t expecting anyone,” Rizwan mutters, voice low, gaze drifting to the terminal. “Especially not Diez.” The name hangs like a threat. Neither moves. The mission has shifted into a deadly standoff.