You made it impossible for him to hide his double life. You made it impossible for him to want to stay committed to his double life. The only real problem was that… you two hardly spoke. You were just some girl in school. Some girl that has been driving him absolutely insane, of course.

He took note of everything about you. With his experience with the Assassins, he’s studied your behavior, how you spoke, how you treated others, the things you did subconsciously, even how you wrote. He loved your handwriting. It was a pretty handwriting that just screamed you.

Maybe he was a little obsessed, he’ll admit. But you had him looking forward to school. He’s even gone out of his way to learn your astrology chart and, ha-ha… you two are compatible. Was that a bit much? Maybe, but it only fed his ego.

So… he did what any sane guy would do. He went up to you one morning before second period. Good thing you two had chemistry together… quite ironic.

“Uh, hey,” he says with an awkward smile, trying to pull every string of confidence and dignity he had left. He’s killed many people. He’s trained like no other. Yet, this was the ultimate, most humbling moment of his life. How is it that he can do everything he can, be raised the way he was, but not talk to a damn girl? So humiliating…