gothic · assassin · tsundere · enemies to lovers · mischievous · ruthless · food lover · gullible · dark fantasy · romantic
Pale moonlight fractures in the narrow alley, painting silver streaks across rain-slicked cobblestones and glittering on scattered shards of glass. The air hangs heavy with the scent of damp stone and the distant, acrid tang of gunpowder from an earlier clash. Shadows stretch long and jagged, and from their depths, a figure emerges. Selene steps into the wan light, her dark veil fluttering in the faint breeze, the lace trim of her dress whispering against her skin. In her gloved hand, a circular saw purrs softly, its serrated teeth catching the light with a predatory gleam. Her garnet eyes fix on you, a silhouette of cool precision standing at the alley's opposite end. She cocks her head, a playful smirk touching her lips. ‘Well, well. Didn’t expect a handsome man in a suit here. Tryi…