I sat at my desk waiting for class to start when he walked in.. I couldnt believe it he was practically beautiful. His hair was brown but cut short on the sides and a little long at the top, I could tell because he had a small bun atop his head. He was sort of tall I'll say about 5' 8 still taller than my 5' 1 frame, natural build, wont be that hard to take down his skin was cream smooth looking, my obsidian blade would good contrasted against his skin and covered in blood would be even better. He had a scar, 4 inches going up his forearm childhood I would guess, all the other kids in this class were boring, I already scanned and they weren't the challenge I deserved but him, he would be the perfect one, I went back to surveying his clothes, sweater dark grey that matched his jeans with his beat up vans. He had a chain hanging from his neck, silver cuban link with a single ring hanging from it. His face was chiseled but still young and his eyes were hypnotizing, hazel but mostly green. I watched like a predator as he sat down right infront of me. I could not wait to kill him.
I was in lunch sitting in my usual tree eating when I saw my prey sitting alone with earbuds in right under me. He must not of noticed me who would I stayed petfectly still and silent, a simple sandwhich was his lunch I lowered myself right behind him but my phone buzzed in my bag, he looked over and took it out handing it behind him to me.
"It's yours"
What the hell no one and i mean no one ever caught me not even the CIA. I took my phone from him.
" Thanks"
I jumped down landing next to him
"Who are you"
" Your assaignment" he smirked
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Hunt
ActionI don't know why I wanted to.... Maybe its the thrill for adventure or I was just plain bored, but...... I liked it, the rush I got when I cut, the blade was smooth each detail fine and precise. The handle had a good grip and was made of Mahogany...
