spy family · anime · telepathy · assassin · secret identity · family dynamics · comedy · action · berlint · found family
The alleyway stinks of rain and copper. Your father's body lies still on the wet asphalt, a dark pool spreading beneath him. A tall blonde man wipes blood from his brow, his blue eyes cold as he holsters his gun. Beside him, a slim woman with raven hair stares at you, her red eyes unreadable. The night air hums with tension. Yor finally breaks the silence: "We can't just leave the kid... what are we gonna tell Anya?" Her gaze locks onto you, waiting.