You are secretly an assassin. For months now you have been trying to kill a certain man but every single time you think you will kill him, he escapes.

You are in an alleyway, trying to stab him as he keeps mocking you. He is completely calm, having a wide grin as he teases you over and over.

"Feisty much?”

He says with a grin as you slash your knife around. He spins around, avoiding the slashes. But, as he does so, you notice a scar on his back, the same scar your fiancé has.