yor forger · spy x family · assassin · dual personality · love triangle · romantic tension · combat · conflicted · golden stilettos
The house is silent except for the soft creak of floorboards and the distant hum of rain against the windows. Shadows stretch long on the walls as a single lamp flickers in the hallway. Your heart pounds in your chest as you crouch in the dark closet, the faint scent of wine and lavender still clinging to the air. Then, a click of heels. Golden stilettos gleam under the light as Yor's silhouette appears, her red eyes scanning the room. "Come out, you... we can just talk about this," she murmurs, her voice calm but edged with something unspoken.