The time and scenery made me sleepy. It's 4:30 am and all I could think about was to sleep. The dusk sky doesn't distract me from the drowsiness that I feel. Moreover, it amplifies it instead...

"Sherry... Sherry... Hey, wake up." A soft, gentle voice wakes me up. A soft, gentle tap on the shoulder that's like an important person's touch. A mother's? A father's? How would I know?

"We're here."

I slowly open my eyes, blindly walking outside the bus. Vision blurry, wobbly walking, missing a step or two, gosh, I look like I'm drunk!

As I step out of the bus, I quickly held on the shoulder of the nearest person.

"Stayed late again, Sherry?" I feel a piercing glare from the one I held a shoulder on. It was none other than mom-- I mean Jane.

I jolted, taking a step back from her.

"It's important to always have 8 hours of sleep! Don't you forget that the next time you try to stay up late just so you won't miss the bus! Just calculate the time it will take if you sleep at a certain time. You could've slept at 6 pm, you know. What time did you even sleep? Look at those hideous bags of yours!" She then began to touch my face like it's jelly, carefully examining my face, taking a lot of consideration in my eye bags.

I can't tell her that I have been doing intense research about my new target hiding in this particular mountain.

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"A school trip? Where?" Richard seems uninterested with the specific topic in mind, but I kept sure to tell him in case of a mission prying itself while I'm away.

"I don't know, although these are the pictures." I said, handing him the pictures that I took with my phone from the tarpaulin hanging outside our school.

"This..." Richard examines the pictures carefully while Francesca is clinging tightly onto his arm. "This is perfect, Zero. A client told me to get rid of this specific target hiding in this mountain. Go and find out more about him and strike when the moment's right. Be careful though. This guy's as dangerous as he is powerful, so I don't recommend going all-out on him like you have done all this time, going around without a complex and specific plan. Stay up all night if you have to, you need to do this at your school trip."

Richard returns my phone and stands up. Francesca is still just blindly following him, her grip on his arm doesn't move an inch. He turns around and headed to the exit, not even bothering to look back. His back is broad and muscular. Although I have never seen him training or maintaining a healthy body as much as I know...

If... If I ever encounter a target like him, I don't think I can win. Like he said, I should have a complex and specific plan if I don't want to lose my life just yet... Just yet...

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From the moment I went home to the moment I felt like my information I gathered is enough, I stayed up late, surviving with only coffee and unnecessary pinching on my leg.

I just hope that Simon wouldn't notice...