(Jun)
It was dark. The wet, desolate streets of the city rested in silence as the starry black sky wept over it. Pitch black was surrounding me except for a few street lamps which kept flickering a sick yellow light across the most dangerous neighborhood of the dense city. Oh, the seamy side of life, drugs, violence, notorious criminals and vile people. But that was the thing I liked most.
Because I had no morals either. When it came to money, I always felt that it smelled so much better than stupid morals ever did.
Merely hiding in the shadows in an alleyway next to a bar, I was waiting patiently for my next victim to show up. Dressed in a total black leather suit, I was more than ready to take action. The door opened with jazz music instantly filling up the air, interrupting some cats hissing in a dumpster, and a brunette man around his mid-forties showed up. A CEO in a nonprofit organization, he would fight poverty in daylight and fuck underage girls at night. But who was I to judge after all?
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𝗠𝘆 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗻𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲 {Obito Uchiha}
FanfictionIs it possible to hate someone at first sight? Well, guess what, it really is when you first run into Obito fucking Uchiha. The mysterious, provocative boy with a set of brooding eyes and bad reputation to uphold. A walking sin wrapped in his good...