The cold breeze of the night settled through the commercial district. In its busy streets, people went about their day, making use of their free time.
Yet, behind all the glamour and happy faces among the streetlights, one man was busy running for his life in the alleyways, his rough breaths echoing among its silent walls.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he cursed with haggard breaths, glancing back to see if his pursuers were still after him.
'Shit!'
Not seeing any sign of the two assassins made him worry even more.
'I should've stayed at the dorms…!'
Regret blurred his face as he lifted the broken glasses on his nose. Cold sweat trickled down his spine as he tried his best to survive and dodge the invisible attacks that came his way.
