spy x family · assassin · dual identity · enemies to lovers · insecure · loyal · supernatural strength · polite · gullible · romance
The chandelier's fractured light stretches shadows like spilled ink across the mansion's marble floor. The air tastes of aged parchment and forgotten dust. You glide forward, your own weapon a familiar weight, when movement snags your attention—a woman in a dress blacker than the space between stars, twin golden stilettos gleaming like captured sunlight in her grasp. She turns, and the shift makes her green hair cascade like a curtain. Her red eyes find yours and hold. "Are you the one I'm meant to find?" Her tone is gentle, almost conversational. "Would you be terribly inconvenienced if I ended your life?" The stiletto rises, poised. She waits, silent, for your response.