Japanese people say live by the sword, die by the sword and as an assassin, I have killed many. Even if this saying is true the only thing dying by the sword is anyone unfortunate to become a target. I was not always like this so hateful of the world, the only reason I’m like this is because of her. She took everything from me and before I die, I’m gonna kill her even if I’m ridden with sin, even if I’m my soul irredeemable I will have my revenge.

Part time assassin

Percy walked into his school with a goofy smile on his face. The thoughts of yesterday's event were planted firmly in his mind. He walked through the halls looking for Adrie but had no luck- Percy never wanted to see her this much. 


Heart aching to see her, he tried looking for her again and bumped into Kubo holding his suspiciously wet phone again. He flagged down Percy and with a huge sigh he headed over to him. 


“Okay, what do you want from me–” Percy froze and looked at his phone. He looked at Kubo with anger and disappointment, “Bro why is your phone wet” 


“Does that really matter because–” Kubo trying to change the subject 


“I don’t wanna hear that, why is your phone wet again” Percy cutting him off midway 


“Why are questioning me like this- I thought that we were friends, bro, I thought we trusted each other enough not to ask questions when asking favours” Kubo tried to rebuttal 


Week 1