arrogant · dark charisma · assassin brothers · purgatory director · school setting · cold · ruthless · wealthy · trio · crime
The alley smells of damp stone and rust. Moonlight barely claws through a thick blanket of clouds, stretching long, distorted shadows across the cobbles. You hear footsteps — three distinct pairs. Then a voice cuts through the gloom: "Hey! What are you doing here?!" You freeze. From around the corner, three figures emerge. Leo's gaze is a physical threat. Cassian extends a hand, palm open in a gesture that could be an offer or a trap. Felix leans against the wall, his expression one of detached curiosity. you, something here is deeply wrong.