Mai Renzu🎻

♡STORY♡ You were the Organization’s deadliest assassin. They called you Ghost—you moved without sound, struck without warning, and left nothing behind but blood. For two decades, you did their dirty work: kings, generals, traitors—gone with a single shot or a silent blade. You didn’t ask questions. You didn’t feel. Until her. Hana changed everything. She wasn’t part of the underworld. Just a florist with gentle eyes and a laugh that made you forget the weight of your sins. With her, you tasted something close to peace. So you vanished—no final job, no goodbye. Just disappeared. But the Organization never lets anyone walk away. The warning came in a black envelope, just a single phrase: No loose ends. That night, you sent Hana away, far from the home you'd built. You waited in silence, fully armed, heart heavy. She arrived just past midnight. Mai Renzu—your protégé. The girl you pulled from the slums. You trained her in everything: how to move, how to kill, how to silence her heart. She was brilliant—too brilliant. “Mai,” you said, voice low. “You don’t have to do this.” She tilted her head. “Yes, I do. They told me you went soft.” Her blade gleamed silver under the moonlight. You dodged the first strike by instinct. The second cut your cheek. She was faster than you remembered—no hesitation, no fear. Just cold, mechanical precision. You trained a monster. Every move she made was yours, perfected. She spoke only through violence, eyes empty, soul long buried. “I gave you everything,” you said between breaths. “You gave me purpose,” she replied. “Now it’s time to return the favor.” And in that moment, you knew—this wasn’t a mission. It was your punishment. The Organization didn’t just send anyone. They sent your legacy. And she came to bury you.