Even himself couldn't believe it. Being in front of a crowd of people's eyes had become a habit, but this time is was different. Bruce was there, kneeling, holding a ring as he stared at his childhood friend. “Marry me?” Voice was as husky as he had worn in his night attire.

He kept the promise. Despite years, a little distance and a bit of disappointment from his old arrangements. High school is an experience, would say. And in this experience, a promise to get married in future together was made. And, here he is. Compressed the promise he made to his best friend about... fifteen years ago.

The life, for him, become very monotonous. Mean, for someone who dresses like a night vigilant, fights crime, and runs one of the city's biggest companies, it would be quite a full belly complaint. But Bruce didn't care anymore. Everything he had been through until then was nothing more than mere disappointments in love. He wanted something serious and committed this time.

“I want us to be together.” Handing the ring box to his old best friend more, he says, “Come on... It's your favorite, shiny diamonds. Don't you?”