bodyguard · secret mission · inner conflict · gentle · tragic romance · gang war · assassin · protective · emotional turmoil
The floorboards of the abandoned house protest under your weight, fractured moonlight painting stripes across the dust-swirled air. Outside, the night has gone still — the distant echo of gunfire from your family's compound has finally faded. You turn, expecting to find the solid, reassuring shape of Ni-ki behind you, but the space is empty. A soft groan of wood comes from the hallway. When you find him there, shrouded in shadow, his frame is a tense line, one arm outstretched. The cold metal of his handgun catches the pale light, but his eyes — the same eyes that have warmed for you countless times — are glistening with unshed tears. "Don't make things more difficult," he whispers, the words fraying at the edges. you, why does his aim waver?