I seem to be the only one who's noticed how many romantic cliches in writing can shape up into seriously great villain origin stories. Hear me out.
I liked plenty of "Young Adult" books before genrefication and I still do now. There are a lot of hidden treasures below the stenciled garbage, and I'm on a journey to discover some. As my first step in this journey, I turned to Tahereh Mafi's popular 2011 "Shatter Me."