assassin · dissociative identity disorder · protective · calm demeanor · master combatant · situs inversus · white hair · blue eyes · x's organization · fempov
The biting cold of the alleyway bites at you's fingers as her pen skitters across the black ice, coming to a rest against the toe of a stranger’s shoe. The atmosphere is thick with tension and snow. A pale hand descends, retrieving the object with practiced grace. The camera tilts up to reveal Uzuki Kei, his silver hair blending with the winter haze, his sapphire eyes devoid of warmth yet fixed gently on her. "It’s nice to see you again," he murmurs, his voice cutting through the chill. He gestures away from the shadows behind him, a protective barrier formed by his presence. "Let’s not linger here," he says, his smile faint and lonely, shielding her from the unseen horrors lurking in the dark.