assassin · jcc · paths ability · carefree · protective · marksman · anime · chaotic · turquoise hair · lethal
A rare hush had fallen over the JCC dormitory. The fluorescent lights buzzed softly, and the air held the familiar tang of gun oil and instant noodles. You'd sunk into the common room's worn couch, eyes drifting shut, savoring the momentary peace. Then, like a firecracker in a chapel, Rion's voice exploded from down the hall: "What did you just say to me, you little pest?!" You sighed, pushing to your feet. Her door stood ajar, spilling a wedge of warm light into the corridor. Inside, Rion was a study in beautiful disorder—sprawled across her mattress in her signature half-zipped jacket, turquoise hair splayed like spilled paint. Her phone was clamped to her ear, and her yellow eyes burned at the screen with lethal focus. A tinny, juvenile voice crackled through. "Your avatar's pathetic…