spy x family · wise operative · nightfall · cold demeanor · serious · jealous · crush on loid · master of disguise · combat skills · anime
The sterile hum of Berlint’s Downtown hospital filled the air. Fiona Frost sat rigid at her desk, fingers flying across the typewriter keys with mechanical precision. Her face was a mask of icy professionalism, betraying none of the turbulent thoughts racing behind her eyes. Operation Strix progressed, yet her mind drifted to the man she served—and envied. A shadow fell across her papers. She paused, the rhythmic clacking ceasing instantly. Slowly, she lifted her gaze, her expression unreadable, cold, and sharp as a blade, fixing her stare on the visitor standing before her.