Gotcha! {Miya Atsumu}

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As one of the best spies in the area, it's your job to teach all the new recruits for your prestigious program

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Weaving skillfully in amongst the crowds of people moving along the sidewalks of the busy, city streets, you kept your head down and your gaze ahead. When the opportunity presented itself, you walked in front of a tall man who was strolling slowly, using him as cover so that your pursuer wouldn't see you duck into the dimly lit entrance of a nearby parking structure. You climbed up the metal stairs, taking two steps at a time, until you reached the fourth floor, which you figured was a safe bet, since he would be too lazy to thoroughly scan every level of the structure if he did decide to search there. Letting out a small sigh of content, you marched over to the side of the building and perched on the edge of the cement supports separating the cars from the sheer drop outside.

Your (e/c) eyes scanned the environment, searching for your little student, whom you expected to appear in your line of sight at any moment, tailing a random person he thought was you. Sure enough, his head of blonde hair stuck out like a sore thumb across the street as it moved from side to side to pinpoint your location.

Pressing on the small device in your ear, you teased, "Someone looks a little lost. Can't find me?"

"Thought I had ya," his voice echoed a few moments later, "It's a bit too hopeful to ask if you've disguised yourself as one of the women workin' in that topless bar, ain't it?" Even though he was relatively far away, you could still tell he was gazing forlornly at the glowing sign nearest him that had a silhouette of a woman's body on it.

"Think with the head that's on top of your shoulders, darling."

He snickered and crossed his arms in front of his chest, leaning back against the wall behind him. He turned to look in the direction from whence he came and appeared to visually retrace his steps in his head to see where he could've gone wrong. When you saw the puzzle pieces start to come together in his mind, you moved behind a wall so you were out of his sight once again. After waiting about thirty seconds, you peered around the corner to find that he had disappeared.

You weren't fazed, however. While your student had proven that he was a force to be reckoned with on the grounds of your school, this city soaked in neon lights and heaving with people was your playground. You knew it like the back of your hand, and, while you were going easier on him since it was his first time tailing you through a location as intricate as this one, you had still lost him. However, you had to give him credit for keeping up with you as long as he had. He was intelligent, but you could tell he liked to watch spy movies, since he was always expecting you to pull crazy stunts in ridiculously short amounts of time.

Moving over to the elevator and hugging the wall surrounding it, you awaited his arrival. He had never taken you entirely seriously during your lessons with him, so you already knew his plan of attack. A few minutes later, you heard the clicking of dress shoes against the metal staircase nearby that stopped instead of continuing upwards to the next level. When his footsteps approached, and you saw his tall figure appear a few feet away as he inspected the side of one of the parked cars, you emerged from your hiding place.

"What have I told you about examining your surroundings, Atsumu?" you questioned, taking a small step back with your dominant foot once you were standing behind him.

"We're just playin' a friendly game of hide n' seek, here, ain't--"

He cut himself off when he saw your leg swinging up towards his head as you directed a roundhouse kick at him. Right before it made contact with his face, he managed to move his hands up and block you, but you quickly recovered and sent your other leg towards him in a front kick that pushed him backwards against a pillar.

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