Capturing the Coldhearted Assassin

This story involves the master-and-disciple trope, something I’ve wanted to write for ages. Just imagine a master desperately suppressing his feelings, agonizing over it and missing chance after chance with his female disciple, while she reacts as if to say, “Did you forget to take your medicine?” It’s just too adorable. And then there’s the lovesick boy who keeps eagerly throwing himself at her, only to be snubbed again and again, ignored until his heart bleeds, before he finally turns dark and falls into a love-hate relationship with the heroine. Just thinking about the trope is, wow, unbearably adorable! And of course, we can’t forget the lovesick guy who can’t get the person he wants, so he has to settle for daydreams before finally becoming cannon fodder. Just thinking about it makes me even more excited.

The author’s moral compass and sense of decency seem to have disappeared all at once.

But I digress…