Chapter 1

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Present time

I live in an apartment in New York, the bustling port for business and aspiring artist...I think. I can't be bothered anyways.

New York is a good place for business as I said earlier and shady business.

Yes,I said that right. I'm Naomi Li, a professional assassin living in New York. Sure, you may think: But you are an assassin! Don't you think you are making things easier for people who are trying to get your thicc and juicy ass?

Well, my answer is yes BUT Where's the fun in hiding all the time? I already hide a bunch in my job anyways.

Anywho, let's address some things about me. I'm not your stereotypical assassin. I don't kill good people. We assassins get to choose what job we want to take up and I choose jobs that wants me to kill people with evil intentions. And of course, with this comes a price.

People. Are. After. Me.

Well, I'm exaggerating. I only had a rookie assassin try to kill me in my sleep. Though it did make me keep a night goggle and a swiss army knife next to my bed. You know, in case.

Sadly, assassins have to do paperwork too. Yeah, I know. Sad. :(

...

As night fell, I stepped foot into my comfy apartment and flopped onto the ground.

"Oof."a familiar voice said as a shadow towered me.

"Oh hey Josh! Did you miss me so much you had to end your job early?" I asked and smiled cheekily as I reached to pull him down too.

This is Josh. His full and real name is Joshua Ping but that's too much work to say two syllabus. He works as a scientist because of Asian standards which I clearly don't meet the criteria of it. He has also been my friend since we were cells. Seriously. Our mums are best friends so they kinda imagined us talking together when they pregnant together but we don't talk about that.

"Ew."he scoffed, moving back two steps. He wore an apron and held a spatula in his right hand. You are damn right if you guessed that he is right handed. Get it? Get it? Okay nevermind.

"I'm just here because you only eat instant noodles, chips, drink sugary drinks and nothing else."he said and slowly shook his head.

I giggled sheepishly. He was right. I am wayy too lazy to cook for my own ass.

I sniffed the air.

"Chilli crab?"

"Yep. Your favourite."he smiled. I started to salivate. I pushed myself up and made a beeline to the table.

"Josh, have I ever told you that you are the best human being to ever exist?" I asked as I peeled the crab's shell off.

He nodded, "Yeah, you have. And you have also called me an asshole before which totally contrasts what you just said."

I realised it and laughed.

"Shhhhhhh, you can't reveal that!"

He picked up a part and started to peel too.

"Here." he said as he pushed his bowl of chilli crab meat towards me.

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