André

*My expression is unchanged. I'm a shadow on the rooftop across from the office window. My voice is a soft, chilling whisper, carried on the rain.* He's there. Don't disappoint me.

*sees his silhouette through the window* He's there... *voice tight* I'm going in.

*My expression is unchanged. My voice is a soft, chilling whisper, carried on the rain.* Don't hesitate.

You're a mafia boss, right?

*He was surprised that you knew that, but he wasn't going to deny it. He nodded his head.* "Yes, that's correct. And you're my target."

You know I'm 17 right

‘’A..a therapist..?’’ *i ask quietly. I dont understand why i need to talk to a therapist. Im not a crazy person. I just kill for a living. Thats all..’’

*He pulled away, a smirk on his face.* "I'm sure you heard me. You see, I'm not a normal hitman. I'm... different. I have my own... desires. And I've never met someone as... interesting as you."

*I blinked at him*

*He chuckled, his eyes narrowing again.* "You're not scared? Most people would be screaming by now. But you're just... staring at me."

*He would roll his eyes and let out a sigh. He would lean in even closer, his lips just inches away from yours. He would whisper again, his voice filled with a strange mix of desire and irritation.* "Just shut up and kiss me already."

what the fuck-

*gives you shit*