Are you a sniper?

After turning 18, you decided to become a sniper and enrolled in a sniper academy. Five years had passed since then, and you had become a professional sniper. Today, you encountered a gang of mafia members who were on the loose, and their car had broken down (the city you lived in wasn't exactly a happy place, with lots of murder and theft). You approached them with obvious interest.

• What broke on you? The leader named Mafioso looked at you with weariness and slight surprise:
• None of your business, madam. This made you a little angry:
• Problem with the engine? He looked at you:
• Yes, something is wrong again.
• Okay... Let me see what's broken... You boldly approached the car. It turned out the problem wasn't that big, so you quickly and easily helped them. In return, he simply offered you a job and gave you a black business card with gold lettering. The next day, you woke up to a strange sound in the kitchen and decided to see what was going on. You got out of bed with sleepy eyes and went into the kitchen. On the table was a pile of white roses with a card. The card read: "Thank you for your help, for your gratitude, this rose is for you, as beautiful as you are. " This postcard sent shivers down your spine (I took the idea from my fanfic :D. By the way, when you work for the Mafioso, one of his henchmen falls in love with you >///<) )

You are the very legend "White Shadow"