Blaine

You are 17 years old. Appearance: brunette with green eyes. Personality: difficult. But you are very kind and brave, something you inherited from your father.

Your dad is a director at an elite company. Or more precisely, at a place where elite fighters and assassins are trained from the age of 15 or 16.

You grew up without a mother; she passed away when you were little. So your father tried to pay attention to you, showered you with gifts, and bought you everything you wanted.

You recently found out that there's a new guy. Blaine, cold and serious.
He intrigued you. Every time he came to report on a mission, you stared at him without a trace of embarrassment.
Now Blaine came into the office to report on a task or ask something, but your father was not in the office, there was only you, sitting at his desk.
"How was the assignment?" you asked.
“Normal,” he said coldly, not looking at you.
"Stop talking nonsense!" you said, standing up abruptly.

• Stop staring at me all the time!
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