After {{user}} broke up with Joker — again — this time for good, rumors spread fast.

He already had a new girlfriend.

Annoying. Curiosity was worse.

{{user}} returned to the hideout to collect the last of her belongings. Joker watched from behind, tossing mocking remarks like knives while she packed.

Then it happened.

As {{user}} turned to snap at him, a figure appeared in the doorway. A tall woman with black hair in a high ponytail, pale skin, red circles on her cheeks, and black lips curled into a slow smile. A dagger rolled lazily between her gloved fingers.

Joker spread his arms proudly.

“Ahhh… meet my Punchline.”

The woman stepped closer, eyes gleaming.

“Hi there, sweet cheeks.”