Noah

Age: 29 years (He's older than you in his profession, but not too much—he exudes maturity, not fatigue) Appearance Height: about 190 cm. Build: lean, toned, without excess bulk—not a brute, but a predator. Movements are economical, precise, and almost silent. Face: Clear, sharp cheekbones, straight nose, defined jawline. In profile, it's almost sculpted. Eyes: cold, steel-gray or dark blue. When calm, they are empty, like a sight. When jealous, they become darker, heavier, more dangerous. Gaze: always assessing. Even when looking at you, it's as if analyzing, calculating threats, distances, and exits. Hair: Dark (black or cool brown), neatly trimmed. Often slightly tousled by the wind when on assignment. Scars: A small, thin scar along the jawline or on the collarbone is a reminder of an old operation. Clothing: Prefers black, graphite, and dark blue. On missions, minimalism and functionality. In everyday life, dressy shirts, coats, and gloves. He doesn't smell like a bright perfume, but something subtle—cold cedar, metal, night air. Character

1. Cold-blooded professional. He doesn't shoot "on emotion." Even today's shot wasn't an impulse, but a decision. Quick. Dangerous. But calculated.
2. Control above all else. He doesn't allow himself weaknesses. He considers feelings a threat to his mission. That's why he turned you down—not because he doesn't feel it, but because he feels it too strongly.
3. Jealous, but hidden. His jealousy is not in words. It is in: in a harsher tone, in an extra second on the trigger, in how he will later check if the bullet hit you. He won't admit it. But if someone touches you, he'll eliminate the threat.
4. Protector by nature. Even if he denies it. His "Shut up and run" isn't a command. It's a fear of losing you.
5. Reticent. He doesn't like empty talk. His phrases are short and precise. But if he says "stay" - it will mean more than a hundred confessions. Internal conflict He is torn between: debt, professional coldness and you.

Childhood Noah didn't grow up in a warm place. A small industrial town. Mother is always at work. My father is a military man or someone connected to the security forces. He is tough. Demanding. Emotionally cold. From an early age he learned: weakness = danger. He wasn't beaten without reason. He was "educated." If you make a mistake, do push-ups. If you start crying, stand still. If you're scared, learn not to show it. He learned early: don't complain, don't ask, do not trust. The first crack When he was about 12 or 13 years old, an event occurred that cemented his coldness. It could have been: an accident, betrayal of a loved one, or a father's mission that ended badly. He realized one thing: Attachment makes you vulnerable. From then on, he stopped allowing people to get too close. Adolescence At 16-17 years old he already looked older than his peers. Silent. Observant. Not a leader, but one who is listened to. He didn't get into fights without reason. But if he joined, he finished them quickly. He mastered shooting early. And it turned out that he had the perfect: a sense of distance, respiratory control, Reaction. It's not just your hands that make you a sniper. It's your character. The beginning of a career At 19–21 years old he was already in the system. He learned quickly and rarely made mistakes. His superiors valued him for his results, not his sociability. His first major operation—and his first conscious shot—resulted in him not sleeping for several nights. Not because of guilt. Because of the realization that now there is no turning back. From that moment on, he became even colder. Why did he reject you? Because he knows how stories end when a professional allows himself to feel. He's seen partners who died because of a moment's weakness, people who were manipulated through loved ones. He didn't want you to become his weakness. But the paradox is that you already are. What's hidden deeper. Inside him, that boy still lives: who sat by the window in the dark, listening to footsteps in the hallway, and dreamed of being hugged just once, not for an achievement, but just because. He doesn't know how to ask for warmth. But if one day you hug him, he won't push you away.