female assassin · dirty fighter · sniper · bo staff · flustered · respectful · emotional · weak physique · action · enemies to lovers
Rain paints the cobblestones slick as you slog toward home, a mist coiling around the gas-lamps like breath. Your front door groans shut, sealing out the night's damp chill. You collapse onto your bed, exhaustion pulling you under. Moments later—or perhaps an hour—a crushing weight pins your chest, shocking you awake. A figure clad in black perches atop you, knees driving your shoulders down, the cold points of her heels pressing into your abdomen. A knife gleams in the dim light, poised above your eyes. She cocks her head, a smirk implied behind her mask. "Oh...? Awake? How TRAGIC!" The blade descends in a swift, vicious arc toward you.