My Hitman System

On the way to the railway station, Jin noticed a crowd surrounding a place not far from his house. He was a bit curious but he let go of his curiosity since he was getting late.

Twenty minutes later he arrived at the station covered in sweat from top to bottom.

"I'm sorry," Jin apologized to his superior who glared at him and gave him an earful.

"You better not repeat this, let's get back to work," The superior said and he went towards his place.

'Sigh' Jin sighed as he made his way towards his area.

While making his way he glanced at the system panel that was appearing and disappearing with just a thought of his mind.

At this moment even if he wanted to believe this was all a dream he no longer could.

'Is this even possible?...and even if it is why give it to someone like me....Hitman? Aren't they people who kill people? Why would I even kill someone and make life difficult for myself?'

With a lot of questions roaming around in his mind, Jin continued with his work and before long it was already late at night and time for him to get off work.

On his way back home he noticed that there was still a crowd in the area from where he had passed this morning.

'Just what exactly is happening here? A movie shooting?' Unable to control the curiosity in his mind Jin made his way towards the place.

The place was blocked with yellow tape and a couple of police officers were standing there and asking questions to the people around among the murmur of the crowd.

Jin had thought of asking someone what exactly happened here but before he did that he automatically got his answer from the discussion some men were having nearby.

"Who would have thought that Jimmy would die so young?" A man sighed.

"Indeed, I thought at worst he would be caught and go to jail. Never did I imagine that he would be murdered," A bearded man added.

"Killing someone just for an attempted theft is too much...he was just 17 years old as well..." The man sighed again.

As the two men were continuing with their discussion few images flashed right past Jin's mind.

He had thrown a rock at a thief...the thief fell...he kicked the thief a few times and left...

When the blurry images became clearer, Jin was forced to look at his surroundings. He realized that this was the same place where that incident had happened.

His heartbeat increased all of a sudden as he looked all around him furtively. Noticing that he had not attracted any attention towards himself he slowly retreated from the crowd and when there was enough distance between him and the crowd he rushed back home.

Slam!

Jin slammed the door shut and rested his sweat-drenched back on it. He was panting for air as various thoughts ran past his disoriented mind.

"D-did I k-kill someone...?" Jin was finding it hard to believe but all the evidence suggested that it was indeed him who did it...

"N-No! I don't want to go to jail...no it can't be..." The more he thought over it the more worried he became.

'But I didn't leave any evidence...even if it was I who did it they won't find out,' Jin thought and was about to relax but an alarming thought soon entered his mind 'The stone!'

He had grabbed that stone and it must contain his fingerprints!

"I'm doomed!" Jin thought to himself as his figure which was leaning on the door slid down onto the floor in despair. Tears of frustration started flowing out of his eyes as he had no idea what he needed to do now.

He stayed still on the floor for what felt like an hour as he imagined the life which awaited him in the prison. Thinking of how his frail self would be treated in the prison he shivered...there was even a chance that he might end up dead there.

"No...I can't settle for this...there's still hope," Jin's lacklustre eyes suddenly gained back its vitality. It looked like he had finally made a decision.

"The stone might still be in the area...if I'm lucky they might have not yet discovered the stone!" Jin didn't quite remember the stone but he clearly remembered how the stone felt in his hand. If he was to grab the stone again he could easily recognize it.

Jin looked at the clock. It was half past eleven. He felt like this was a good time to take action. He pushed himself off the floor and started changing his clothes.

He had a worn-out black t-shirt which he rarely used but had kept thinking that he might need it in the future. It was finally time to make good use of it.

He put it on and then opened his working kit. There was a pair of gloves and a mask which he used for his job. He put them on and then moved towards the kitchen.

He hesitated a bit but firmed his mind again and grabbed a knife and stuck it in between his pants and belt.

"I hope I don't need to use it..." Jin thought to himself as he sat on the chair with his eyes glued to the wall clock

He had initially planned to go out at midnight but after thinking over it a bit more he decided to be a bit more careful.

He sat there and waited until the clock's small finger was pointing at one.

Jin took a few deep breaths to calm his anxious self and discreetly left his house through the window.

Under the cover of the night, his figure was barely noticeable as he made his way towards the site where the incident took place.