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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: DARKSIDE ~ ALAN WALKER FEAT Au/Ra & TOMINE HARKET]

"It's time for the Elysian Fields game," a young female voice announced as the crowd cheered.

Lily, who was thinking hard to remember the man's name or search for him in the crowd, had her attention called back to the party when the crowd cheered loudly.

She furrowed her brow, wondering exactly what was going to happen next. Soon everyone moved to the other side of the building, picking a card from the basket as they trooped outside.

"Look who we have here," an elderly woman with small glasses resting on the bridge of her nose said to Raven.

Lily stared at the woman worriedly, waiting for the woman to be ignored. But she was surprised to hear Raven speak.

"You still pass time here?" Raven said, picking a juice from the tray. He sipped it first before handing it over to Lily, while his eyes didn't leave the old woman.

THE ELYSIAN FIELDS GAME