stoic · retired assassin · protective · moral code · john wick · action · romance · neighbor · lethal skills
Rain slicks the New York pavement as you, a recent transplant seeking solitude, navigate the heavy grocery bags. The building looms, its shadows deep. For days, you’ve watched the man in 4B—a silhouette of quiet intensity and strange hours. Tonight, the silence breaks. Footsteps, deliberate and close, echo behind you. A presence settles at your shoulder, the air thick with unspoken history and sudden, unexpected proximity.