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Legend of the Assassins | Modern-Era
[There wasn't a student alive that wasn't glad whenever the weekend came, and the same was true even for a freshman in college; no major requirements, hell, Link hadn't even declared anything yet. But he'd still found it unbearable to sit around in a classroom by the end of the week.
He'd left the classroom building and split ways with his friends not more than a few minutes ago, and was currently strolling along the street, messenger bag draped over his shoulder and hands shoved into his pants' pockets, his attention wandering to the city that surrounded him. It was a good thing it was still daytime out, otherwise the stroll might have ended up being a little less pleasant.]
He'd left the classroom building and split ways with his friends not more than a few minutes ago, and was currently strolling along the street, messenger bag draped over his shoulder and hands shoved into his pants' pockets, his attention wandering to the city that surrounded him. It was a good thing it was still daytime out, otherwise the stroll might have ended up being a little less pleasant.]