MrEzzyDzzy
She lives by contracts, control, and emotional distance. An assassin shaped by a past she never escaped, she survives by keeping people at arm's length. Attachment is a weakness she cannot afford.
He feels the pull first.
A college student balancing lectures, night shifts, and quiet dreams, he crosses her path by chance-and can't let it go. There's something about her presence, her silence, the way she commands space without effort. The danger repels him even as it draws him in. Curiosity turns into fixation-not desire alone, but the need to be noticed.
She doesn't care. Not at first.
When she finally does, it's with caution. He's uneasy around the violence that clings to her world, yet he doesn't turn away. He hesitates, doubts himself, fears what she represents-and still stays. Where others retreat completely, he lingers.
As their lives begin to overlap, control becomes a language between them. She leads. He follows-until following becomes choice. And choice becomes power.
And thus began an unlikely romance, born from obsession, control, and the pull neither of them could deny.