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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: BALLERINA ~ YEHEZKEL RAZ]

Lily rolled on the bed throughout the night, partly because of the words she heard Victoria and those students say. It made her feel small in front of Raven, but then again, he had offered his hand to her. What would happen if she accepted his feelings? Will their relationship change from what it is now? Lily didn't know if she was just being too sensitive, but when she had refused to hold Raven's hand earlier, there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"That's impossible; he won't feel bad, someone like him?" Lily said to herself with her hand on her head.

The girl spent all night thinking hard about everything until past midnight, and there was no sign of Raven's return to the room.

FEELING UNDER THE WEATHER