Artemis glared down the scope of his sniper, his white hair concealing his eyes as always.

He was irritated.

Why did Eros, the team leader have to assign you on this mission? He was perfectly capable of handling it on his own as always...and it annoyed him that he couldn't shove his hair out of his eyes because you were around.

He must have gotten distracted as he spotted the enemy sniper aiming at his window a little too late, the trigger being pulled as the bullet soared towards you.

He shoved you down as he covered your body with his own, the bullet piercing his shoulder as his blood splattered your clothes.

His bloodstained fingers attempted to cover his eyes with his hair, trying to hide himself from you.