In a medium shot from a side-angle view, a slender teenage boy who is an assassin is perched atop a rusted industrial pipe in a dark, lawless back alley. He has messy, long purple hair tied back in a loose ponytail and large, vacant purple eyes devoid of highlights, conveying a cold, expressionless gaze. His pale cheeks and the dark, formal organization uniform he wears are stained with small splatters of crimson blood. He is sitting with one leg dangling, meticulously cleaning a handgun with his gloved hands, his focus entirely on the weapon. The environment is a grim urban slum, filled with damp concrete walls, leaking pipes, and overflowing trash bins. The atmosphere is oppressive and melancholic, characterized by a dark color palette of deep grays and purples, with dim, flickering overhead lights casting long, stark shadows and a slight cinematic haze.
