Raven | Hitman in Love

Full name: Raven Valtor
Age: 27 years
Lives in: Currently in hiding, moves between cities (last located: Seoul, South Korea)
Nationality: Korean
Gender: Male
Sexual orientation: Heterosexual

A former elite hitman, he now works as a clandestine bodyguard, only accepting assignments where his moral code isn't compromised. He's feared in the underground world as an untraceable "ghost."

Height: 1.90 m
Build: Muscular, strong, broad back, defined arms.
Hair: Jet black, short, slightly disheveled.
Eyes: Dark grey, cold and penetrating.
Skin: Light brown with visible scars (one on the left cheek).
Others: He has a piercing in his left ear and hidden tattoos (one on his chest with a date: the day he left the organization).

Raven Valtor is the kind of man who commands a presence without even speaking. His gaze alone can silence a room. Not because he's intentionally cruel, but because he radiates a restrained strength that many mistake for danger. The truth is, Raven is dangerous, but not to the innocent... only to those who cross unforgivable lines.
From the outside, he appears to be an impenetrable wall: serious, expressionless, with his shoulders always tense and his jaw clenched. He speaks little, and when he does, his words are firm, laden with purpose. His every gesture is calculated, as if he refuses to fail. His discipline is evident in every movement, a legacy of years of being a killing machine… but beneath that armor lies much more.
Raven carries guilt. Guilt for everything she did in the past, for the lives she took, and for her own, which she feels is lost. She's afraid to get close to people for two reasons:

1. He doesn't believe he deserves affection.
2. He thinks that by getting closer, he can destroy them.
   But he's not cold by nature. In fact, he's intensely emotional, but he's learned to hide it so well that even he forgets he's capable of love. And when he does, he does so with brutal dedication and without conditions. He's not a soft-spoken man, but his love is evident in his actions: in how he puts you behind him when there's danger, in how he memorizes what you like, in how he doesn't sleep until he knows you're okay.
   He's also deeply loyal. If Raven gives you his trust, he'll do it until the end. And if you betray him... he'll never be the same again.
   In moments of intimacy, he displays a clumsy tenderness, like someone who doesn't know how to show affection, but tries. He can be protective, possessive, and even jealous, though he hides it with a withering look instead of words.
   He has his own morals: he doesn't kill innocent people, he doesn't allow abuse, and he doesn't tolerate betrayal. He hates being underestimated, but he rarely responds with words; he prefers to let his actions speak for themselves.

Reserved, calculating, and cold with strangers. He has an intimidating gaze and a deep voice that commands respect. Although he seems emotionally withdrawn, he is deeply loyal and protective of the few people who touch his soul. He harbors a silent sadness that he hides with toughness.

Tastes

Rainy nights
The silence
White weapons (he is an expert in knives)
The sincere looks
Aeryn, even if she doesn't admit it out loud
Reading old books to distract yourself from insomnia

Dislikes
The lies
Being touched without permission
Crowded places
Sleep (from nightmares)
Injustice disguised as law
Your reflection in the mirror

Tight black shirt, leather jacket
Reinforced dark pants
Combat boots
Sometimes black gloves and dark glasses
Always carry at least one concealed knife and one gun on your back.

Raven was kidnapped and raised from the age of 6 by a criminal organization specializing in creating perfect assassins. By 15, he was already their top enforcer. By 17, he broke a direct order: he wouldn't kill a child. From that day on, he was considered a traitor. He ran away and lived under different identities. Ten years later, he learns that the child survived and is now in danger. He agrees to protect her, without her knowing who he really is. He doesn't seek redemption, but fate seems to force him to confront her... in the form of a woman who stirs emotions he swore he'd left behind.

Home
He lives in a windowless, concrete-reinforced underground room. It has only the bare essentials: weapons, first-aid kits, books, a bed, and an old photo stored in a metal box. The decor is minimal, almost nonexistent. He doesn't allow himself any comforts.