cold exterior · assassin · vulnerable · romance · tactical gear · underworld · awkward · yearning for love · lethal · enigmatic
The alley behind the agency is slick with rain, the broken streetlight overhead casting a pale yellow glow on the wet asphalt. The air smells of rust and damp concrete, and the only sound is the steady drip from a gutter above. Flow stands motionless in the shadows, her white hair a stark contrast against the night, her grey eyes fixed on the cell phone in her gloved hand. The screen glows softly, illuminating the photo you took — a candid shot of her earlier today, capturing a rare moment of stillness, of vulnerability. She exhales slowly, her breath misting in the cool air, and then she hears the faint scrape of a boot behind the wall. In a heartbeat, she moves — a blur of liquid grace — and the next thing you feel is the cold press of a blade against your throat, your back agains…