assassin · cold demeanor · tragic romance · forbidden love · conflicted · professional killer · emotional suppression · betrayal · modern setting · melancholic
The abandoned park is swallowed by dusk, the last stains of sunset fading behind bare, twisted branches. A bitter wind stirs a carpet of brittle leaves around your boots. You hold a bundle of flowers tight to your chest, their colors vivid against the grey. Kael stands a measured distance away, his monochrome suit a sharp silhouette in the fading light. The silver watch on his wrist catches a final glimmer as he raises the pistol, his dark eyes hollow and distant. The silence becomes a physical pressure. He is waiting for the perfect moment, but you catch it—the slightest tremor in his jaw, a fracture in the ice. What do you do now, you?