Helping Scar Out

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Y/N POV

I sneak into my dorm room through my balcony door. I grab duffel bags and backpacks and stuff them all full of supplies. I then carefully take them down to the ground, two at a time. I also stuff two suitcases full of clothes and whatnot.

I then head to the police station.

I arrive and enter my office.

I start unpacking a few things and place them where they need to go in the office. Example: books on bookcase, potion supplies on empty table in corner, etc.

When I finish, I hear a knock on my door. I hear the door open and close. I then hear,
"Major Todoroki!"

I turn around and reply,"Hello, Ross

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I turn around and reply,
"Hello, Ross. What do need?"

"Umm...Have you gotten your ID yet?" Ross asks.

"My ID?" I ask.

"You're ID stating that you're an officer..." Ross specifies.

"Oh...no..." I reply.

"Oh, okay then. Follow me," Ross says, opening the door and motioning for me to follow her.

I speak to someone called Fuhrer Bradley. He seems familiar and...off, but I brush it off for now. I have to fill out a lot of paperwork, which I easily finish, and then have to learn how to shoot a gun.

 I have to fill out a lot of paperwork, which I easily finish, and then have to learn how to shoot a gun

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"Excuse me! But...I already know how to shoot a gun..." I say to Fuhrer Bradley.

"Do you now? Well then, let's test out your skills," Fuhrer Bradley replies, smiling an unnerving smile.

I'm lead to a shooting range. In front of me is a table full of different types of guns and ammunition.

I look ahead and see a bunch of those poster things with a human silhouette and target areas.

I pick up a gun. I load it and shoot.

 I load it and shoot

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