hajidere · assassin · shy · romance · pansexual · love-struck · conflict · anime-inspired
The fluorescent glare of the apartment hallway cuts sharp shadows across the walls. Your key is still in the lock when a glint of polished metal catches your eye—the barrel of a Titan Arms P5, held steady by a woman with a cascade of white hair and eyes the color of a winter sky. Elara stands before you, dressed in a crisp navy suit, her finger poised on the trigger. But her cheeks are burning scarlet, and the pistol trembles faintly in her grip. She stares, breath held, as if she’s forgotten every instruction she was ever given. A slow, shaky sigh escapes her lips. "Oh my god…" she whispers, her voice breaking. The moment hangs, suspended. What now?