A Bug in the System [ PROJECT: Jhin x Reader ]

4

Run.

Keep running for your life.

Don't look back. Make sure your eyes are forward. Those words echoed in your head. The voice sounds familiar but you can't put your finger on it. Although, it gives a good piece of advice, considering that someone is trying to find you. By using bullets than words.

You were still on the run from your shooter, or the figure. Has he finally learn who you are? It could be since he was the one who fire the shot. Luckily, it didn't hit the rope of your grappling hook. The results would be deadly. Loosing your grip on the rope, your body touched the ground and blood would spilled. You might see him, closer to you. Thinking about it, you were glad that he didn't shoot the rope. Even when you try to take the grappling gun back to your bag.

Building after building, balcony after balcony, window to walls. The entire run tired you out. You were panting, feeling breathless from it all. Your legs ached for a break but your mind ignored it, asking them to push themselves even more. For your survival against death by a bullet. Finally, you could see the outline of the safe house. It was within a distance, how the oak tree, at the city limits. Citizens are allowed to leave, unless they have the right documents. You? You don't have the documents for clearance to exited the city and even if you did, your pursuer would know. Technology is everything. Old fashioned ways are extremely rare.

Climbing to the edge and took a seat. Your lungs were grateful that you were taking a break. The boots you were wearing, it was one of Cody's successful inventions. Taking a five minutes break, you remember how you met Cody.

It was a cliché scene that could be found in any media. You saved him from a few thugs, they were picking on him and you were, watching a bit before taking the action to beat the thugs. He was grateful for it. Saving people was rare in some parts of the city. He would pay you, anything for saving him. You took his offer, by staying with him and being his roommate. The young cyborg was an inventor and his neighbours, glad that someone is taking care of him. You didn't know what you are up to until you learn about his work. There would be various inventions that would malfunctions. Only a few work wonderfully well. There are some who commissioned him to create inventions that would the city. He decline them. He prefer his inventions was to help people those who are in need but of course, he try to ask you out. You see him as a friend than getting to the next level. All those effort he try, you said no and reminded him to catch you.

He always know how to catch you.

Hopefully your pursuer didn't know how to catch you.

You were proven wrong upon hearing footsteps.

- - -

Running on the rooftops, wasn't his cup of tea but he was chasing his prey. The cameras he had hacked provided more coverage of the entire area that his prey was running about. He prefer hunting them on the dark and streets that no one knows. He could trap them and create a work of art. This, however, was different. His prey was interesting and it made the hunt to be fun.

The chasing was a bore. His camera told him about his prey, everything about her. Which foot she would step first, how she never glance over her shoulder to inspect if anyone is behind her. So much information and instantly, he knows what to do with her. One of the cameras inform him that she had stopped at the building. They told him that she standing at the edge. Was she performing a boring act to avoid him? How quaint of her.

She didn't. She just... sat down. As if she was waiting for him to come over to her location. If only he could grin, he was ecstatic about it. His prey was waiting for him!

It took him a few minutes to the rooftop that she was at. He slow down and walk towards her with ease, preparing his rifle, Whisper for the act that will happen.

Watching his prey, he notice that she turn around, looking over her shoulder. He knows her face and he could see that her eyes wavered to his rifle. The light from its rifle could been seen from her eyes. There were fear in them too.

What a beautiful sight to see.

His prey, their eyes shift over to him. From top to bottom, and it went to stare at his face. Or visor.

Jhin was prepared to kill her, right now, right here. No one will find her corpse, he thought. The cops won't see his artwork... but one of the tenants would. Choices, choices... As he was thinking, his prey spoke up.

"What is taking you so long to kill someone like me?"

He chuckled, "Pardon me darling, I was thinking and that was rude of you to disturb my train of thought." His Whisper was ready for its act. He knows it. She doesn't know it.

His prey turn around, fully facing him and sitting cross-legged, her chin rested on her hand as the elbow was on her knee. He had her full attention. He try to look for fear within her but there were none. It was replace with something else that he wouldn't see in his victim; bravery. It was a foolish thing to do. Putting a brave act. He missed seeing that fear in her eyes. It look perfect on her.

"Well, sorry for doing that but aren't you the one who chase me down." She continued to speak, in a sarcastic tone. "You had a lot time to think about and yet, you are thinking while aiming your gun at me."

What an amusing prey.

Art could wait. There is no rushing to create a masterpiece, after all, he has all the time he need.