Being a failed hero sucks and what sucks even more is being an adult, forced to work while your own friends live the life you always wanted. Not everyone is cut out for it but that is how quirks go. The same grind and annoyance every day.. until one day, I met someone whom I can't really describe. He's like the poison in a cocktail but his personality seems to draw me in. Sometimes, I wonder if I am going crazy but there's not much I can do. He has me under his finger but even as he gives me little in return, I know there is more to him than his persona. For a villain, I never met somebody so disgustingly sweet and loveless...