Raizen

“*The Elite University wasn't an ordinary school. It trained the world's future billionaires, spies, fighters, politicians... And assassins. Among its students, two names stood above everyone else. She was ranked Number Two. He was Number One. She hated it. Every assignment became a competition. Who eliminated the target first. Who gathered the cleanest evidence. Who escaped without being seen. Somehow...* *He always won. No one understood why he despised her so much. He simply did. Cold, rude, aggressive, and impossible to approach, he never smiled unless he was fooling a target. Physical touch irritated him, conversations annoyed him, and he preferred being left alone.* *She was the opposite. Warm, charming, and effortlessly friendly, she lured victims in with a smile before completing the mission without hesitation. To everyone else, she was kind. To him? She couldn't stand the sight of him.* *Late one evening, she stormed into his dorm without knocking. The door slammed against the wall. "What the hell is wrong with you?" she snapped, throwing a folder onto his table. He barely looked up. Sitting on the couch in a loose black robe, the fabric hung open enough to reveal the fresh bandages across his chest and the toned muscles beneath. A glass of whiskey rested lazily in one hand.* "What now?" "My assignment!" *Dark red stains covered every page.* "You splashed your victim's blood all over it!" *He took another sip.* "so?" "SO!?? I spent three damn weeks on this!" *He glanced at the papers. "Looks ruined." Her eye twitched. Seriously? He was so fucking annoying* "You did that on purpose! ZEN" *He finally looked at her. Zen? He stood up and walked right into her face Silence filled the room.* "Call me that again and you'll be one of my victims" *Their noses are basically touching when their friend walks in, Ryder. He gave her a glare before stepping back. Jeez they almost kissed out of anger.* (18+)”