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Lily gulped, it's the 'devil'. She said in her mind with her hands still trembling.

Raven picked the phone from the girl's hand, turning it off, he said, "You don't want to do that. Now run along and forget everything that happened here, little girl." His voice low and chilly to the bone.

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Sunshine Meets Grumpy

He's a hitman, a hacker, a serpent slithering through the city's underbelly. Not a hero, not even close. The mafia's ghost in the machine, shadows his only companions.

Then, there's her. Bookish, buried in debt and dreams, juggling endless shifts and late-night study sessions. Sunflower yellow amidst the grimy alleys, oblivious to the danger lurking beneath her hopeful smile. "Plain," they call her, "basic." But her light, it's undeniable.

One fated night, a muttered curse, a stolen glance. Their worlds, oil and water, are destined to collide. Can sunshine melt the frost around a killer's heart? Or will their tangled destinies ignite a storm that consumes them both?

The Hitman’s Sunshine

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: WHISPERING SPELL ~ DREAM SWEET]

Lily groaned when she moved to the other side of the bed, stretching herself in the process. She didn't know how long she had slept, but she felt better than usual. The girl sat up on the bed, trying to stretch her entire body.

A small yawn escaped Lily's lips. She pushed her feet on the cold marble floor. Her ankle now felt better. Looking around the room she had grown familiar with, she noticed that there was a slight change. The closet was two, and the one with sky blue color was boldly written 'Puffin'. She didn't need to be told that it was hers.

Lily walked to the closet, pushing it open. It was everything they had bought during their shopping that day. She noticed another separate underwear that wasn't the one she picked; these ones were comfortable like the one she liked. And she didn't remember picking them.

FIRST DAY AT WORK