Concrete

Tangerine

•march 31 |1:08 am est. time miami, flordia•

à cool breeze rushed over my face as i looked at my smart watch to insure i had the correct location. i looked down from the edge of the building i was standing on, keeping eyes on my target.

another day another dollar

the wind was cold and sour as i could smell the smoke from the city in the air. my eyes immediately started to slightly water from the quick feeling of air. the lights around the neighboring buildings were brightening up the sky, moments like these would be way more enjoyable if i wasn't so.. preoccupied.

rooftops have never really been my thing im not scared of heights i would just prefer to be on a the ground unless im intentionally in the air.

but views like this make me reconsider coming up to the top of a building more often.

as i broke out of thought
i saw the man who wore an eye patch on his left eye and what looked to be polar bear fur around his neck. he walked into a dark alley with two bodyguards. he approached a door, a women opened the door immediately letting him and his men enter.

ît was getting late and i wanted to make this job quick.. i thought to myself, as i used my quirk to jump to the building in front of me.

the man with polar bear fur began to step foot in the doorway he was a big, braulick, typical gang boss vibes. he was about 6'4 and had pale skin with the flashest beige suit to match the dramatic fur around his neck.

i understand that you have a lot of illegal money and want to spend it but why make yourself fit the profile of a super charged criminal that's honestly stupid but i guess it makes my job easier.

aa the women opened the door she handed him a glass cup on a tray.

she seemed to be in her mid twenties jet black wavy hair. she wore a navy blue short cocktail dress with a low cut v neck to show off some of her cleavage.

"welcome back sir could i get you started with your glass of vodka?"

as if he was struck by lightning i jumped in front of the him swiftly stabbing the man in his heart with my sliver dagger.

it was dark but i could still feel his warm blood dripping down my gloved hand. this wouldnt be the first time and it sure wouldnt be the last

before anyone could react i disappeared into the night, one of the henchmen attempted to shoot me but revenge was far out of reach.

——

"the act of killing will become a simple task for you"

i stood straight up listening to my trainer's speach as he had me and all my peers lined up shoulder to shoulder like the military.

"your first time will be one you never forget however just as any job it becomes easier with time"

my trainer stopped in front of the boy next to me and pushed his palm into the boy's chest

"your heart will feel like its beating at a mile a minute, your adrenaline will reach a different speed, a speed that your body has never experienced before. you'll hear a silent ring in your ears as the world around you stops."

"a rush of power will run through your veins as your brain realizes what your body just did.

as you feel the life falling from your victim"

i remember that speech so intensely a shiver ran through my body at the time. i honestly thought my trainer was being a bit dramatic, but when i took my first life, I experienced everything he said and more