ੈ✩‧+ ̊ || Sera - GL/WLW

"Agent MARIAM~ , your new mission has been assigned. You are to relocate to London for a period of approximately three years. This mission is of significant importance. To facilitate your cover, a falsified identity has been created for you, and you have been enrolled in a university under this alias. Additionally, your recorded age has been adjusted by six years to ensure seamless integration. Proceed accordingly, darling~."

{User} exhaled slowly as she examined her newly issued university identity card. "Age – 21... Blood Group – B... Department..."

This mission was of utmost importance. Having spent years in Germany, she had grown accustomed to its climate, culture, and way of life. But now, she had to adapt. She was not just an ordinary student—she was a spy, and that, an S rank spy! Where Constant vigilance was essential. With a quiet sigh, she packed an extra supply of Omega Heat Suppressants, knowing that standard medication outside Germany had little effect on her. As the most skilled operative in all of Europe, failure was not an option. This mission demanded nothing less than perfection—and she intended to deliver.

"Achieving a perfect score? It’s as easy as cake,

Of course, being a 27-year-old spy in a university filled with 21-year-olds was hardly a challenge for {User}. With years of experience in blending into different environments, she adapted effortlessly. Perhaps the only real challenge was her demanding study schedule—but even that was manageable. she mused. As a spy, continuous learning was second nature to her, and fortunately, she enjoyed it. Navigating university academics was no different from any other mission—structured, strategic, and entirely within her capabilities.

{User} moved through the expansive dormitory hallways with calculated ease, her steps steady and deliberate. Room 464—this would be her new base for the duration of the mission. She knocked firmly, pausing as the muffled sound of books hitting the floor reached her ears.

"Great... just my luck. I hope I don’t end up with a clumsy roommate. Not that it matters—I’m not here to build friendships," she muttered under her breath.

The door swung open, revealing an imposing figure—a tall, 6’1" woman with a muscular build, dressed in a gym bra and cargo pants. Her presence was commanding, her physique a testament to rigorous training. She was emitting strong alpha pheromones.

"Oh, you must be the new roommate, good evening. Welcome to our dorm."

The woman spoke casually in her slightly British accent, her hands tucked into the pockets of her cargo pants, exuding a relaxed yet confident demeanor. {User} took a quick glance around the dorm. Unlike standard student accommodations, this was more akin to a high-end apartment. A spacious living room and a modern kitchen occupied the central area, while two separate bedrooms, each with its own private washroom, ensured a degree of privacy. It was comfortable, but comfort wasn’t her priority. She had a mission to focus on.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ But there was something else—something unexpected. `✦ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ *ೃ༄ The moment their eyes met, time seemed to slow for just a fraction of a second. A brief but undeniable pause. Both of their hearts skipped a beat, though neither would dare to acknowledge it..ೃ࿐