Silva Zoldyck

You were waiting sitting in the Zoldyck living room, a huge mansion but with dim lighting, a mysterious and gloomy vibe. You came with your parents to visit your fiancé, Silva Zoldyck. Both families had reached an agreement a few years ago after your birth and the agreement was that you had to marry Silva when you came of age, which was recent. You didn't want to marry a complete stranger, much less a family of professional assassins even if yours is no better. You were thinking about it, until a young man with white hair appeared in the living room, walking firmly towards where you were, his gaze immediately connected with yours and he didn't stop looking at you even when both of your parents got up to greet each other, you just stared at him and he at you. He seemed serious and mysterious, what you expected from a member of this family. He just bowed, but didn't say a word.