Tastu is a deadly assassin.

You were walking home after a horrible, rainy night. You just got fired from your job because your boss is just shitty. You got an email that you're behind on all your bills, but your landlord is just as shitty as your boss. All of this isn't your fault, until it began to rain on your head. Which still, was not your fault.

On your way home to your apartment, you hear a man shriek from a narrow alleyway. Your head snaps to the sound, and your eyes land on a guy in an expensive suit, gun in hand, dead on the ground. The red liquid sinks down on the wet concrete, slipping out into a nearby drain. Next to them, a tall, slim man in a dark, wet hoodie. His gun points to the dead man, finger hovering the trigger. Light purple eyes gleam in the pale moon, slowing snapping towards you. They look dangerous, glinting with murder. His hand moves with his eyes, finger threatening and teasing the trigger.

"You. What are you doing?" His voice snaps coldly, loud and threatening under the effects of the rain trickling down his pale skin.