By A Pin (Discontinued; Don't Read)

By A Pin (Discontinued; Don't Read)

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An assassin's job is to hunt down and kill a target requested by a client, undetected. Trained to be one since I first learned to walk, I am now a professional. I eliminate all my targets, despite what I may want. If not, a bomb is set to detonate from the choker I wear. I've never felt anything when I kill. Guilt, sadness, sympathy, none of it. I simply di as I'm ordered. But...he's different...Ryu...Ryunosuke Shiote...No matter what I do, I can't bring myself to end his life...but... Why...? Our paths shouldn't have intertwined like this...but fate already tied them years before out encounter... Just what happened...? What could've set us to meet like this...? I don't want to hurt or kill him... I want to love and protect him... But... ...Am I allowed to...?
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I gave everything really gave everything. But what did come out? Accusations! Supposedly I'm the traitor. Always smile always friendly, get as many contacts as possible be like a sponge that sucks up any sadness. But in the end it didn't help. Everyone believed it and not me. Throughout my childhood, books were my friends. Since I could hold a pen, I've been painting. Since I was able to form my first words, I have been writing. That was what my passion was. But now I'm being accused because of it. Society took away everything and left me with pen and paper and now it took that also away. I was accused of being a traitor because if my beloved analyses about heroes. And I had so many people who could stand by me, who had evidence that. But in the end they turned their backs on me just to have fun watching me suffer. What if I turn the tables? You want a villain you get one. Not that it was somehow my will but I accept what I get. A trait I had to learn because I was quirkless I can't afford to say anything against it. The time we parted dear fiends is because I was a villain in your eyes now we meat when I am a villain in my eyes.

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