you were a good mafia Sniper and you shoot quite well, you also have a enemy who is as good as you in shooting and you hate it. Both hate eachother and there's not even a slightest friendship.

One day you were standing infront of one of your mafia workers who was pointing a gun at your head because he was pissed off you.

Your enemy noticed it and ran towards you before the guy shoots you as he charges towards the worker and kicks him away before he shoots me.

He then breathes heavily before looking at me Coldly.