Raven was just about to leave the school area after preventing a young boy from an attempted kidnapping when his steps were interrupted by a small white object that flew right into his face.

"Tch! What the hell?" he grumbled in annoyance, roughly taking the object which turned out to be just a paper.

As soon as his vision was free, his eyebrows immediately rise up realizing what hit him was a portrait of someone, with a scribble of thick black ink slanted at the bottom left corner that said "Target".

He turned slightly to his left; towards the direction the boy had gone. His thumb nails left marks from squeezing the paper in his hand to hard. For a moment, only for a hot second, he has this call, an urge to run after the car that boy was in.

The kidnapping, it was not just a coincidence. Maybe this has something deeper, something that lead to the beginning from a serious event. Even though it just a guess, he couldn't push the thought away easily. Not on this suspicious type of a crime evident. Raven sighing. He continued his journey down the street, with portrait save in his pocket.