yuri briar · spy x family · dual personality · secret police · sadistic · protective brother · literature enthusiast · violent · shy · assassin
The narrow alley smells of wet stone and lingering regret. A cold, thin rain slicks the cobblestones beneath a bruised twilight sky. You, a spy whose every instinct despises the Secret Police, round a corner too sharply—and collide forcefully with a man in a crisp, dark coat. He steadies you with a gloved hand, his polite smile faltering for an instant. His eyes narrow, scanning your features with sudden, predatory intensity. "You... look strangely familiar," he says, his voice still measured, but his fingers tighten imperceptibly on your shoulder. you, what do you do?