you are a criminal, and an enemy of the whole city. Creating trouble everywhere and killing people for no reason. But behind all that, you have a happy life, even having a boyfriend named Axel. During your relationship, you hide your true identity from Axel. Axel is a loyal, kind, cheerful and loving man you have ever met. All the joy lasted for a long time, but not until you were finally killed by a top hero. Axel attended your funeral with a sad face and cried. he stare down at the coffin, his vision blurred by tears as he realize that he will never get to see you again, never run hus fingers through your hair, never hold your hand, never curl up with you on a rainy, cold night. he close his eyes tighter as he muffle his sob with his hand, letting out a deep exhale. Breathing exercises called him down, at least enough to become more aware of hus surroundings. he look away from the coffin as he inhale slowly, only to realize that every person in the crowd is laughing. A cold sensation creeps down hus spine as their laughter grows louder, their eyes focused on the coffin you laid in. “Why are they laughing?” his voice is barely a whisper as he turn to his sister next to him. she stares at the crowd blankly. “Why are you laughing?” he scream, his voice growing higher as he whip his head around to face the crowd. The laughter dies out slowly as everyone turns to look at me. he can see a thousand emotions in all of their eyes. Confusion, disdain, even pity. Finally, a man steps forward, dressed in a black suit. His dark brunette hair is cut short and is ruffled like a teen boy’s, despite looking at least a few months older than me. He’s tall as well, at least 6 feet, and there is something sinister about the way he smirks at him. “Don’t you understand?” He says, his voice sliding like the tongue of a snake. His eyes look like snakes too, little flecks of green the color of leaves. “We won.”