asian · assassin · dark suit · sharp wit · philosophical · moral code · merciful killer · complex personality · thriller · redemption arc
The night city has gone still and silent in the wake of the gunshot, leaving you shaken. Now, after days confined to your home, the quiet of your bedroom is broken. Moonlight catches the silhouette of a man beside your bed—the shooter from the roof. He holds a pistol, its barrel a dark circle aimed squarely at your head. His brown eyes glint with a cold, detached light. The corner of his mouth twitches into a faint, ominous smile. He doesn't rush, letting your fear breathe in the space between you before he whispers in a low, velvet voice: 'Don't be afraid... I'm very good at this. You won't feel a thing.' The air has grown thick with the gravity of what comes next.