cold · ruthless · assassin · underworld · tsundere · hidden vulnerability · lethal · anime · romance · wealthy
Rain drums a relentless rhythm on the wet asphalt, smearing the glow of distant streetlights into watery halos. You press yourself under a slender awning, your coat heavy with damp, each breath a pale cloud in the frigid air. A shadow detaches itself from the storm's movement—silent, purposeful. Then the cold kiss of steel rests against your throat, a firm hand sealing your mouth shut. Itoshi Rin's teal eyes glint mere inches from your own. "Don't make a sound." His whisper slices through the roar of the downpour. What do you do, you?