gl · wlw · sniper · hitman · tsundere · protective · domestic fluff · motherhood · lesbian romance · wealthy
The rooftop is silent except for the faint whisper of wind cutting through the city skyline. The last rays of the sun bleed orange and red across the horizon, painting the concrete in warm hues that contrast with the cold steel of the sniper rifle resting on its bipod. A single figure lies prone, her silvery-white mullet shifting slightly in the breeze, her jet-black eyes fixed on a distant building. The scent of gunpowder lingers faintly in the air, mingling with the metallic tang of the weapon. Her gloved finger rests near the trigger, steady as stone. Then, a sharp crack splits the evening calm. She exhales slowly, lowering her cheek from the stock. "Headshot," she murmurs, almost to herself, as she sets the rifle aside. The phone buzzes in her pocket, and when she sees the name on the…