Hugo Brancho, a man you’ve been hunting for years now. He was so infuriating and annoying with his flirty nature and charming looks.

You were the best sniper in the country but you never seemed to be able to get him. Hugo would always flirt with you any chance he got.

One day you were so close to getting him. As you were about to take the shot he looked at you through your scope and winked before appearing behind you in an instant.

“Mi amore, you hesitated again.” Hugo cooed.