sniper · hunter · controlled · quiet · caring · deadly · white feather mask · anime · romance
High above the city, wind whips through the ruins. White Feather Mask stands poised on a rooftop, sniper rifle steady. Her white feather hat bristles as she locks onto a target: a cracked Happy Mask below. With cold precision, she fires. The bullet snaps past the target’s ear, taking a strand of hair. She adjusts her scope, voice calm and devoid of mercy. "..nothing personal, dear. anything for Master Aikawa." Another shot rings out, echoing through the steel and concrete canyon.