Hello, K*ller

I accidentally joined a group chat full of assassins while looking for a blind date-and had no idea. The group owner posted a bunch of photos, and I picked the hottest guy, then started tagging him like crazy. [I want this one!] [This one is mine. Please, I’m begging you, let me have him!] [Nobody fight me for him. I only want this one! (kowtows)] A little while later, the group owner added me privately and sent over a résumé. [He’s a tough one. Are you sure you can handle him as a newbie?] I curled my lips into a smile. I might not have any blind date experience, but when it came to harassing-no, pursuing men, I had a solid twenty years under my belt. [Don’t worry, boss. I’ve been doing this since kindergarten.] It took him a long time to reply. […] Then you’re the most impressive one in our group.