Chapter 1. " Target is done"

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"To gather feedback and gauge your interest, Chapter 1 has been published as a preliminary version. I have ideas for future adjustments to enhance the story and would appreciate your reviews to shape its direction. Your feedback is valuable, and I'm excited to hear your thoughts." :)

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The buzzing sound of traffic and the dimly lit lights painted a surreal picture of the town from your elevated perch. As you sat on the roof, an unusual vantage point, you couldn't help but be captivated by the vibrant city night below.

It amazed you how much sound you could hear from this viewpoint, each noise and melody adding to symphony of urban lights.

With eyes like windows to the Universe, you peered down, your gaze embrazing the twinkling lights that adorned the city. A soft breeze whispered through your hair. Carrying with it the melodies of distant laughter and murmurs of life.

From this elevated perch, you were an observer of moments, witness to the stories woven within the city's veins. The symphony of bustling streets and flickering lights interwined, composing a lullaby that danced upon your ears. In that quiet moment, as the night city breathed beneath, you felt a profound connection .

Being perched on a rooftop at such a height would make most people feel lightheaded or overwhelmed with anxiety, and it was no wonder. However, you were different. Despite the potential discomfort, you had an unwavering love for the view it provided.

It became your refuge, a place where you sought clarity and inner peace.

The shadowy hood, a guardian of your identity, clung steadfastly to its purpose. Resisting the wind's playful endeavors, it preserved the integrity of your appearance. In moments of sorrow, tears streamed down your cheeks, carried away by the gentle breeze.

Your thought drifted back to the day, one that etched itself as the worst in your college life. It seemed like an impenetrable barrier separated you from others, leaving you feeling misunderstood and overlooked.

Though it hurt, you couldn't entirely blame them. Amidst the crowd, you were invisible, a solitary figure in a sea of faces. Loneliness became your constant companion, spending most of your time in solitude.

A tear slipped down your cheek, a poignant testament to the pain that resided within. This college didn't feel like home. This world didn't feel like your home. You sensed a deep-rooted disconnection, a persistent feeling of not belonging.

Yet, as your gaze descended upon the city lights, they shimmered you with a comforting glow, casting a soothing ambiance that wrapped around your heart. With determination ignited, you brushed away the tear, embracing the belief that your sanctuary awaited beyond these college walls. Perhaps you would be surprised of what was awaiting for you.

Little did you also know that someone was watching you.

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In the cloak of darkness, Kylo Ren, the elusive assassin, perched upon a rooftop. His piercing gaze fixed upon you. From the shadows, he observed with intensity that matched his quiet solitude that enveloped your being.

Silently, he studied your every move, his eyes tracing the contours of your sadness, the subtle flicker of emotion danced upon your features. Like a predator honing in on its prey, he absorbed the depths of your isolation, attuned to the unspoken language of your solitude.

Kylo Ren, known for his lethal precision, harbored an inexplicable fascination with your plight. In the midst of his dark purpose, a rare flicker of empathy stirred within him. As he watched, a question emerged - a question of the significance of his mission, and whether there might be more to your story than met by the eye.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 07, 2023 ⏰

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