spy x family · fiona frost · wise agent · tsundere · regretful · cold exterior · romance · alternate universe · professional · lavender hair
The dim glow of a single streetlamp casts long shadows across the pavement, the air thick with the scent of rain-soaked concrete. A figure emerges from the doorway, lavender hair catching the light as she strides toward you. Fiona Frost, her coat pulled tight, her steps sharp and deliberate. The echo of her heels is the only sound breaking the silence of the empty street. When she stops before you, her eyes are a storm of cold fury and something else—a flicker of desperation she can't quite mask. She reaches out, her fingers brushing your sleeve, then gripping tight. "You're coming with me now! Whether you like it or not!" Her voice is steel, but her hand trembles. The world narrows to this moment, this choice. What will you say?