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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: THE WORLD WE'VE MADE ~ RUELLE]

When the game finally started, Lily couldn't stop muttering to herself the words she saw close to Raven's name. She was going to check out the meaning, but she realized she didn't have a phone.

The girl decided to wait until they left the party so she could ask her master what the word meant and if the Raven on the banner was really him.

Raven, on the other hand, moved his eyes through the crowd, scanning everyone present. He felt a lot of eyes looking in his direction, and something didn't feel right about the place. When the banner raised with his name on it, he turned to look at Lily's direction.

He noticed her lips move as she repeated the words on it. Raven looked behind the girl to notice a young man with dirty blond hair staring unblinkingly at her. When the person noticed his eyes, he looked away as if his focus was on the game.

THE INNER CIRCLE