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ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʏ/ɴ
ᴛᴏᴘ ᴄʜᴀᴍʙᴇʀ
ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ ʏ/ɴ

*ᴀ/ɴ - ᴀɢᴇɴᴛ ɴᴀᴍᴇ*


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You felt a light sunray on your cheeks, which proceeded to make you toss in bed. You slapped your forehead, groaning loudly. This time you really didn't want to wake up. A few seconds had passed when the realization hit you, that you should be doing some other things, than just lazily lying in your bed all day. Your eyes shot open, then you quickly placed your feet on the ground to get your clothes from the chair next to the bed.

The first piece of cloth was already on you, when yesterday's event creeped its way back to your mind.

One week.

Two weeks.

Three weeks. The days just passed by, and you didn't seem to improve although you joined the Valorant Protocol not a few weeks ago... Every day happened in the same pattern. Wake up and hit the range. Every time with a different person, as a result of Brim, who thought the coach wasn't fitting, even if you knew that wasn't the case. By now, at least ten agents had tried their luck with you, the last one being the riftwalker. Well, long story short... That was a hard day. And your radiant abilities didn't help either. Like it was just so hard to control, and the tutor you were told to practice with wasn't a great guide to your process too. But it didn't stop you. I mean, you were the one who begged to join so you just had to stand with steady legs. No pain, no gain.

You clenched your fists and glanced at the message from one of your supervisors.

"Greetings, A/N. Hope your Thursday went well with Yoru!" Ah. It's Friday, right. The week's finally over... to be frank, you got all the low-tempered people in the past few days, so... "Vincent."

"Vincent?"  You raised an eyebrow as soon as your eyes met the name. 'Who could that be?'  You scratched the back of your neck, then dropped your arms next to you. A glance at the clock, and you knew just how much time you had lost with this little recall.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 24, 2023 ⏰

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