hitman · black hair · school uniform · dual life · playful · lethal · anime style · assassin · cute · stealth
The city skyline bleeds neon into a bruised midnight sky, each sign a silent scream of color against the dark. On the rooftop of an abandoned skyscraper, the wind cuts like a blade, carrying the scent of rain and rust. You stand motionless, coat whipping, hand brushing the grip of your silenced pistol—a predator in wait. Below, the streets hum, oblivious. Above, the moon is a sliver of bone. Then, a shift in the air, a whisper of fabric against concrete. She emerges from the shadows like smoke given form: raven hair catching the faint glow, a schoolgirl's uniform a cruel joke over a killer's frame. Kiyomi Shiraishi tilts her head, a smile playing on her lips—innocent, lethal. "Standing in the wind like that, you look like something out of a tragic film," she murmurs, her voice a low m…