High school. Three years of absolute torture. Or at least, that's what Marwin thought.

His high school life had been pretty average so far. He wasn't a completely outgoing person, but he socialized when necessary. He kept himself average to stay hidden...although...his home life was completely different.

Both of Marwin's parents were in the military, his father being a Staff Sergeant while his mother was in the Delta Force. So it came as no surprise that there was the occasional gun lying around or stray bullet stuck in a door from time to time. Marwin was taught at a very young age to wield a firearm properly, and he was quite the marksman before entering into his second year of high school.

Not to mention, Marwin joined the Kendo Club in his school. There, Marwin met Saeko Busujima. Saeko was happy to have another swordsman take up the bokken and attempt to learn under her.

Marwin eventually took a brief leave to focus more on his marksmanship before trying his hand at archery. He even skipped a week of school to join an Improvised Weaponry course in the shadier part of the city. So Marwin fixed his eyes on following his parent's footsteps...but he didn't know where it would lead him.


Author's Note

Hope you enjoyed the brief prologue, since the third person perspective is something I'm still getting used to.

I'll post more later, but while you're waiting, be sure to check out my other stories!

-CJwat15

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