Wrote this in creative writing back in April, decided to finally get around and post it here.
We were writing flashbacks with the prompt "job interview" so I wrote some angsty? Wels

It's short ;-;

Tw: mentions of killing people, blood, weapons.

Wels was sitting in an office, for a job interview. Waiting. He took note of the swords and knives hung on the walls like trophys. Noticing the intricately carved handles. He wasn't applying for a typical job, no- he was applying to be a professional Assassin with a bunch of others like him. Although they weren't anything like him they were ok with killing. Something about it still unsettles Wels. But he's made peace with it.

***flashback***

Blood. It was everywhere. On his cloths, On his hands and arms.

Wels let out a shaky breath, realizing he had just been paid to kill someone. And that he had infact killed the target.

He made enough money for three months worth of rent and food, with just one singular kill. Wels had just stabbed a man for money. Gaining a body count of one. He learned he has a nack for handling swords and knives. It was at this moment he realized he could make a career out of killing people. His kill count would rise quite a bit over the next couple years.

He walked back to his home in a blood stained white t-shirt, and faded blue jeans. He didn't worry about people seeing him, it was going on 3am and he lives in rather unpopulated area.

Upon arriving back to his small apartment, he got in the shower to wash away the blood and reflect on what he just did. He felt guilty, but saw potential.

After getting out of the shower he placed his cloths in the washing machine and ran it with cold water.

He proceeded to sit on his bed fidgeting staring at his hands with fear and intrigue. He knew his life would never be the same, but he needed the money.

He didn't particularly enjoy the thought of killing people for money, but it covered rent and kept food on the table for the time being. And getting closer to the poverty line each week, while working a full time job, he needed the money. And this wasn't an opportunity he was just going to let slide by.

Before he knew it his alarm clock had been signaling it was 7am, making him aware he was up all night.

***end of flashback***

"It's now been 2 years since my first paid kill. I've gained a kill count of 73. All of them deemed as a missing person. None of them traced back to me or the client. Clean cuts. And I never miss." Wels explained to the person whom was providing the interview.

"I see, that is rather impressive Wels. You're hired." The man said.
Wels pushed aside all his bottled up quilt and gave a smile.

About 500 words
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This doesn't really fit wels personality, but thank you for reading this!

It took me forever to sit down an type this but once I started it didn't take me more than an hour.

But for now, keep swimming my little fishies!
-love SharkBait.