"There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not."
- La Rochefoucauld

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I set out as an assassin to kill Boruto Uzumaki. I started preparing myself by studying up on my newest victim.

So far I learned that Boruto has a bubbly and exuberant personality, he's loud spoken and dense. He has yellow hair and has 2 whiskers on each of his cheeks and he'll most likely be hanging out with his two best friends: Inojin Yamanaka and Shikadai Nara.

I didn't have a date in which the mission was to be completed so that's somewhat relieving. If I get a due date for my missions I usually have to rush, and when I rush I have to kill the target fast, killing a target fast results in it being sloppy, and a sloppy assassination is not good.

I now stood in front of the high school that I will from now on be attending.

"Woah, this place is massive isn't it." Chouchou said in awe. Oh did I forget to mention. Chouchou is assigned to me during this mission. The boss said she could help me in some sort of way during the mission. I honestly think the old man is sipping too much of sake lately.

I tugged at the red skirt we had to wear with out uniforms. The skirt came to my upper thigh, showing off a little too much skin if I must say.

"Yeah," I said desperately trying to magically make the skirt cover the entirety of my legs. "But don't you think these skirts are a little bit short?"

Chouchou scoffed and waved a dismissive hand at me. "Nah, just don't bend over or anything or else your whole ass will be out for everyone to see. Plus maybe we can meet some cute guys here and you can finally get started on your love life."

At her last comment I rolled my eyes and scoffed. "Love life? What is that, some type of sauce?"

Chouchou and I started laughing a bit before I felt someone or something bump into my back.

I turned around, wanting to see just who or what had bumped into me. I was then met with a violet haired girl with a shocked expression on her face.

Sumire Kakei......

"Oh! I'm so sorry for bumping into to you, please forgive me!" She exclaimed while bowing her head. I looked at her confusingly before I remembered what the paper described her as.

....'Shy, timid, she'll most likely try to avoid any conflict if it's absolutely necessary.....'

"Oh, it's no worries." I said as she raised her head. "It's really my fault for blocking everyone's way." I cracked a slight smile and chuckled a bit, trying to make her seem at ease.

She smiled and extended her hand. I looked at her hand before looking back up at her.

"You must be new here since I've never seen your face before, and trust me I know everyone's face in school."

I decided to not question how she knows everyone's face in school. I instead extended my hand out and shook hers.

"My name's Sumire. Sumire Kekei and I'm the class representative for class 3-B." Bingo. That's how she knows. Class rep huh? That's a pretty big role for someone like her. Maybe she knows some dirt on Boruto.

"I'm Sarada Kuchiki and this is my friend Chouchou Inoue." I said motioning my hands to a now alert Chouchou. Since our surnames are pretty infamous we had to change them for this mission so no one would notice us.

Chouchou held a hand up. "Sup."

She nodded in both our directions before letting go of my hand. "Well, I've got to get to class before the late bell rings. You should too, I'll see you around!" She said before running up the stairs and disappearing into the school.

Chouchou tsked and put a hand on my shoulder. "She's a real ditsy one, huh? If she was on my hit list she would be gone like the limited edition avocado salad flavored chips in my pantry."

I shook my head and face palmed. "Must you make everything about food?"

"Of course! After all, food is the most important thing in life." She remarked. She then started to talk about all different kinds of food.

I sighed and decided to walk up the stairs and into school, hearing enough of her food lecture.

"....and then they have something they call cannoli and it is to die fo- HEY! WAIT! I WASN'T DONE TALKING!" I heard Chouchou yell from outside.

Today marks the day that under my alias I, Sarada Kuchiki, will now officially starts my mission. And that mission is to assassinate Boruto Uzumaki. I wonder what a hell of a ride I'm in store for.

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"Today's class we will be talking about distance and midpoint formula. Let's start off with distance. The formula for distance is-." Blah. Blah. Blah. Boring. Boring. Boringgg. I honestly stopped listening after he said 'today's class.'

I groaned and rested my head on the table. I have another hour and thirty minutes in this class. How am I ever gonna survive these boring classes? I already know all of this shi-

"Miss Kuchiki." I still kept my head down, not realizing the teacher had called my name.

"Miss Kuchiki!" I heard the teacher say loudly. I perked up when I heard the teacher say this. Suddenly I felt all eyes on me. "Would you please come up to the board and do the first problem."

I got up from my seat and walking to the front. I stood at the front and looked at the problem on the board. The problem read:

Find the distance of (-3,-5) (-4,2)

Please. This is child work. I analyzed the problem for a quick second before solving it. I grabbed the marker and jotted down the solution in probably less then 30 seconds.

I set down the marker and walked back to my seat, still feeling everyone's eyes on me. I sat down and began doodling on my paper. I looked up and everyone's eyes were STILL on me, even the teacher's. What. Have they not seen a person answer an easy problem like that? Tch, idiots.

The teacher cleared his throat. "Ahem, yes-uh the problem is answered correctly. Good job miss Kuchiki." I nodded in his direction and tuned out his monotone voice as I continued doodling on my paper. I sighed inwardly. I'm gonna have to get used to this new last name.

Although, throughout the class I could feel a pair of eyes occasionally staring at my back.

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I was now sitting at a lone lunch table in the corner thinking about various things that ran across my mind. 2nd and 3rd period was a piece of cake for me. 2nd period I had English. And 3rd period was easy since I had French. And in order to be an assassin you need to know at least 3 foreign languages for mission purposes.

As my mind was wondering with various thoughts, a certain thought popped up in my mind. How exactly would I kill Boruto? I mean I could take him out by shooting him between the eyes with my .45 semi automatic pistol. But that would be too loud and it'll draw too much attention.

I put my hand on my chin and scrunched my eyebrows as I thought some more. Or I could slit his throat with the switchblade I have hidden underneath my shirt. I'll just have to avoid cutting any arteries or it'll be a big mess I have to clean up. Maybe I could lure him to a secluded place and choke him out with a garrote wire. Yeah that could work.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by a hand waving in front of my face. I looked up and saw Sumire smiling at me. Oh it's her again.

"Hey you're back to earth. I thought I lost you for a second." Sumire said giggling. I slightly laughed with her and pushed up my glasses.

"Sorry, I was just thinking about..... things." Yeah things like killing a certain boy. "Oh really? What kind of things?" She quirked.

Ruh oh. Time to lie. Skills don't fail me now. "Oh-uh you know, things like school. I was just thinking about how much homework the teachers are assigning me." I chuckled nervously.

"Tell me about it. Anyways, why don't you come join me and my friends at our table. It seems like your friend Chouchou has joined us already." She said pointing to a big round table in the middle of the cafeteria. I raised a brow.

*record scratch* what the what?! I peered over Sumire's shoulder and lo and behold there was Chouchou, chatting it up with two brown haired girls. Damn that fast already. It's only day one and she already has made friends with Boruto's clique. Eh I guess I can't be complaining. Socializing isn't really my strong suite. That's why, even though it may look or seem like it, she's the brain and I'm the braun.

"So whaddya say? Will you join us?" Sumire chirped. I looked down and fiddled with my thumbs. Well in order to assassinate Boruto I have to get closer to him and his friends, just so I can know his weaknesses and whatnot.

"Yeah. I-I guess." I finally said. "Great!" Sumire said ecstatically and without me realizing, she was already on my side of the table and was now pulling me to their table.

As I got closer I noticed my breathing started to quicken and my heart was racing. What is this feeling? This can't be nervousness or anything, right? I never get nervous. Maybe I'm excited. Yeah excited is all. I'm excited that when I actually get to kill Boruto I can see all the life drain from his face as he lay in his own pool of blood.

Finally what seemed like an eternity of walking, Sumire and I were now at their table.

Well here goes nothing...