She saw the guy pull a gun out of his pocket and aim it at his temple. And then she saw the horror unfold in front of her eyes as he pulled the trigger. His head jerked left when the bullet entered on from his right temple, blood splattered on the pavement and on the wall he was sitting against, the red liquid staining the beautiful white snow. Then his body crumbled into a limp heap on the sidewalk. This beautiful day with a slight breeze and a few stray snowflakes was chocked into a blood-soaked hell. (Prepare your katakanas we're gonna go kill that guy for traumatizing Marinette....hehe) (Lukanette fanfic BTW :) Don't worry there isn't too much death and depression.