Real version
Who says killers don't have spare time?
Who says killers can't be fucking influenced by silver?
Who says the killer must be a taciturn and cold-faced paralytic?
This is a story about a silver girl killer in the world of Naruto.
Literary Edition
"Xinzi, stay alive and wait for me in the future."
In my childhood memory, the cold tone of voice and the almost humble begging of the red-haired man who suddenly appeared in the cell were repeated over and over again.
Live, please, must live.
Now I am just a soul that accidentally traveled through time and witnessed your traumatic past. Please believe me, I will definitely give you happiness one day in the future.
Sad version
What doesn't belong here will eventually disappear.
No matter how painful my heart is, how focused my eyes are, and how tight my hands are, I still can't stop the figure that gradually disappears in the sun.
Don't be sad for me, family, friendship, love... I already have a lot here. Even if I disappear, my existence will be deeply imprinted on your soul and will never be erased.
[Author's complaint version]
By the way, the original name is "In the Name of Love"...
It turns out that such a serious title cannot attract readers who are not serious at all! (-_-#Hey!
Yes, please believe me, I really wanted to write a drama! But I don't know why I feel so happy just writing it!
Tragically incompetent, readers who want to see a work that makes people cry to death must not fall into this story that plays with moral integrity! Because once your integrity is broken, you really can't put it back together...
So, the male protagonist is Sandstorm Gaara