She was looking forward to spending a day with Kiro but at the same time, she felt like it would be the same as if she were at home. They'd string her along claiming they were celebrating her day.
While the day would most likely be just another day with rich people trying to network with each other. She could only hope he had something very different in mind.
Student town was as busy as usual. But today it had more kids their age roaming around. Someone bumped into him, when he turned around it was another kid.
"Kiro Waynworth right?" The kid beamed.
He looked to be around their age. He was almost the same height as he was, he was darker than him in complexion. His eyes were black as night.
"I'm Aeron Kel, I'll be playing you next week." He continued his excited demeanor.
Kiro forced out a smile, "great, excuse me."
"Hey Bel, what do want to do today?" He instead focused on why they came here, he didn't want to think about useless cricket games at the moment.
Isla's face lit up. Nobody had ever asked her that question before. They always told her what would happen and what her place would be.
"Really? I get to choose?" She was unsure.
"Of course, it's late but we're celebrating your birthday."
She got all excited all of a sudden. Kiro shook his head, while he loved her outfit, he didn't think it was that hot for her to wear a stripped dress without any coat.
Before he could voice his concerns, Isla had grabbed his hand and was running, leading them to some place else.
They left the kid looking sour and dumbfounded. He was looking forward to meeting Kiro but it was simply not a good time, they left without explaining so he didn't understand.
The moment he was out of his sight, he forgot that there was someone who introduced themselves. So that was at the back of his mind, as he was dragged through student town.
"I know I can, which prize do you want?" He asked taking the gun from her and inserting more credits.
The man didn't mind their little banter, they were paying customers to him. Not many could hit the targets, nobody had ever gotten the first prize too.
"I like the key chain!"
"So, how many targets for the key chain old man?"
"About 20 in 10 seconds. That's our second prize though, you're sure about that?"
"Are you calling her tastes second rate?" He gave him a cold look.
The man shrugged and gave them an apologetic smile and kept his lips shut. They didn't seem like simple children, he couldn't afford to offend anyone.
Kiro on the other hand wasn't even thinking about that, he took a deep breath through gritted teeth. The gun felt real on his hands, it was a bit heavy too, he caressed the triggered a little with his index finger. Not enough to fire though.
'Okay, what did Wilfred say. Relax your shoulders. Breathe. Zone in and keep distractions out. When ready, shoot.' He thought back to their hell training.
He did as he was told, time seemed to slow down for him as he slammed down each target unbelievably fast. The laser bullet was only strong enough to knock them down, proof that it wasn't the real thing.
As each target fell, he was counting, he didn't want to mistakenly get her the first prize, something she didn't want.
"20," he muttered and gave the man a crooked grin.
The man looked absolutely terrified. If the kid wanted, he would've gotten first place, but what terrified him most was the fact that, he got all 20 with six seconds on the clock. He spent the other four preparing.
"Well kid, you're good." He took the key chain and shoved it in his hand shooing them away before they wanted his first prize.
"You know Ki, you can tell me if you're a sniper assassin." She said, looking at the key chain she'll never really use, since their doors didn't really open by old keys.
"Haha. You're funny." He said nervously.