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Adrenaline coursed through Yuuka's veins. He had dealt with this kind of thing before. He just didn't want to be late to class....... not that he wasn't already. His mother would have a fit if the teachers reported him absent. He would have to dispose of these lowlifes quickly before someone else got-. "Mister! Guy, you have like the perfect look for this shoot I'm doing. Slow down, would you!?" Yuuka froze. Turning his head his eyes caught sight of a boy, probably about the same age as him running across the street towards the man. What the hell was he doing? His pursuer didn't take any notice of the boy and sped up his run, seeing that Yuuka had stopped running. It was time to end this foolishness. Snatching the hand gun out of his jacket pocket, Yuuka didn't give the man any time to think. Not even bothering to take the time to take aim, Yuuka pulled the trigger. He knew where the man was, where he wanted the bullet to go, the speed and trajectory of the bullet, the weight of the gun, the speed of the wind, everything. It was all instinct. He didn't need to think. The gunshot reverberated against the buildings and it rang loudly in his ears. The bullet instantaneously hit it's target dead on. He wasn't intending to kill the man. Well, that depended on who he was, who he was working for, or what his intentions were. The killing would be decided later. He was satisfied as the man fell face first on the ground clutching his injured thigh. Cautiously approaching the man, Yuuka kept up his guard. There might be others around close by, and the gunshot might draw them all here to this very spot making things even more complicated. He would have to get to the bottom of this fast.