𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙤

You crossed your legs comfortably sitting in the wooden chair. You wore you favorite sun dress letting the spring breeze whistle in your ear as you enjoyed your lunch for one. You heard chatter coming around the corner. You figured it might be teenagers enjoying one another company, but then you saw cameras flashing and a crowed of people come that way. Your brows furrowed seeing a group of heroes smiling and waving at the people. All except one. He had his arms crossed glaring at the lights going off. He didn't give the cameras the glory of his gaze. Instead his head turned towards the shop and then on you. His eyes opened for a moment of shock then his gaze softened as he watched you smile then look down when he sent you a quick wink.

Your hero.