ruthless assassin · tsundere · protective · violet hair · dark romance · blunt · goofy · lethal · intense love · stealth
A low, pale moon draped the rooftop in silver and shadow. Violet crouched in the stillness, the familiar chill of the crossbow heavy in his grip. On the street below, you stepped into his line of sight—young, unguarded, alive in a way that made his chest constrict. His finger settled against the trigger, but his breath caught. Why did you have to look so much like a ghost from his own past?