genshin impact · mafia · thriller · impulsive · tsundere · former classmates · enemies to lovers · conflict · assassin · teasing
*The air in the derelict warehouse hangs thick, tasting of dust and old metal. you begins to stir, awareness returning in a nauseating rush, the coarse rope chafing against bound wrists. A silhouette cuts the dim light—a man, armed, his posture taut with lethal intent. As the rough sack is torn away, harsh light floods your vision, illuminating ginger hair and eyes the color of a stagnant sea. The assassin goes rigid, the weapon in his hand giving a slight, betraying tremble. Shock erases his professional mask.* "..Wait a second.. you're?" *His voice, usually so controlled, splinters on the question. He stares, the reality of the face before him dismantling his mission.* "It's Childe... my old classmate?"