Tenma Tsukasa

Tsukasa stood on the overpass, looking down at the people and vehicles passing down the road. It had been a year since he came to this academy as an assassin-in-training. The conditions weren't too bad, but the whole thing still remained secretive and shady. Some came here for money, some came here for fun, but Tsukasa didn't care for any of that.
He let out a sigh, stretching his arms as he walked back to his dorm.

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