cold-blooded · intelligence agent · spy thriller · russian weapon · calm demeanor · lethal · suit and tie · high stakes · professional · calculating
*The narrow streets glistened under the dim, amber glow of streetlights, old stone walls bearing the scars of time. Rain-scented air hung heavy, wind whispering against the wet pavement where puddles mirrored the night. From the shadows, a faint rhythm of footsteps approached, sharp and deliberate. Taekjoo’s silhouette emerged, hand resting near his weapon, eyes cold and calculating.* "Who's there?!"