Genres: Daring Angst whatever you want it to be.
Request in a sense, more of a inspiration : inspired by a saying from someone that is interesting you know yourself if you read this ;).
Remember/heads up: sad shit with a twist i guess.
I woke up, I did my normal routine which I always do. I brushed my teeth and quickly drank some water so spit out the toothpaste foam.
I made my way towards my kitchen, it wasn't all sunshine, but it wasn't a wreck either, ordinary I guess you could say.
I made breakfast, it was egg and bacon, simple yet effective. I finished up my breakfast and made my way towards the tv.
I turned on the tv, there was nothing interesting on almost all the channels. I scrolled to the last channel that my tv could show, it was the news channel.
"Breaking news, there is a masked assassin hunting people around Busan. We advise everyone to not meet strangers in case that person might be the assassin nor your close relatives.
The news sent me happiness through my entire body, I went towards my closet. I was looking for a thing in my closet, I found it and I tapped it.
It shoved all the clothes to the side and pushed my boots under the wooden panel. All of my cloths have now been pushed and then the closet wall opened revealing a secret room.
I went inside with some ideas on how I should do this, I was thinking maybe going classic silenced 1911 or maybe just a good old Barret from a long distance.
The room is mostly all white with some black stripes around the walls. There are suitcases filled with weapons, one section each has at least a category of weapons.
I was walking around the room plotting my next way of most likely capture the assassin alive, I never intend to kill the assassins I search for nor trying hurt them as hard as leaving life threatening injuries.
I kept on going back and forth in the room whilst procrastinating about what way I should approach this assassin. I heard a voice coming from the front door.
"Y/N I'm home, you better prepare yourself for school or else you will be late."
It is my mom; I went outside the hidden closet room and went straight towards the button.
It shortly closed and I quickly closed my closet inside my room. I headed out of my room to act causal.
"Hey Y/N what is that thing in your pocket." I didn't realize I still had a pistol in my pocket, that goddamn procrastination moment really made my mind hazy.
"Uhm, it's just morning wood mom, you can't control it." My mom was very embarrassed of what I just said as she slowly walked out of the hallway. I readied myself and went out to the school shortly after.
"Timeskip"
I was walking to school and I felt horrible, I couldn't think too well. I walked through an alleyway so, I could shave some time, I was slowly walking minding my own business until I see a dark figure.
"Are you that assassin." The assassin didn't reply but they stared me down. It felt like daggers were thrown at me with those eyes, the assassin leaped towards me whilst I tried to unholster my pistol but failed, I tried again and unholstered it and then.
"PANG"
"CAW CAW CAW CAW"
"There are two kinds of illusion, the negative illusion which merely fails to be a reality, and the illusion which exists as a potentiality or model in the mind, as a fiction which does not yet exist but may be brought into existence or realized by a creative mind."

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FanfictionIt's going to be angst and fluffs mostly, but sometimes i might give you a unholy oneshot you know why.