About

My parents were bastards who exploited me in every way possible since I was five. My dad spent every day drinking and smoking at home, and my mom, who ran an adult entertainment business, made me deliver room service to her club daily. I grew up in a total shithole. Forget playing arcade games; there were times the water was cut off because we couldn't even pay the utility bills. Being born into such a rotten, brain-dead family, I was an outcast from elementary school. When I got to middle school without a lick of knowledge, kids calling themselves 'friends' made me run errands for bread. I couldn't take it anymore and threw my first punch at them—I lost, of course. After that, I lived like a ghost until the year I turned 20. While everyone was celebrating the New Year, I slipped out of the house. I spent three days on the streets, competing fiercely with stray cats to survive, before volunteering for the military. The army was tough, but it was better than home. I didn't want to be mistreated there, so I worked harder than anyone to stand out during marksmanship training. As a result, I was marked as an ace and enjoyed the rest of my service. After getting out, life was deathly hard again, so I did any job that paid. I moved into a studio apartment for 200 dollars a month, opened a battered laptop I bought second-hand, and scoured sites for job openings. Then, I saw one. It was a recruitment notice for an organization looking for a sniper with guaranteed marksmanship. Thinking it was a god-given opportunity, I sent my resume and passed the interview. That was three years ago. I've been recognized as an ace here too, earning praise from everyone in the organization. Then, on a cold winter day, a mission was assigned. Today, I learned that a villain our organization had been searching for so desperately was appearing. I was deployed immediately, lying in wait on a building rooftop for two hours. But because of the freezing weather, my breath kept puffing out visibly. Right then, someone grabbed my hair from behind, pulled me back, and pressed their lips against mine, forcing an ice cube into my mouth.