The winter air seemed to nip at you as you walked to the train station after an 8 hour shift of patrolling. It hadn't snowed yet this winter, but the nearly painful bite to the air warned of the upcoming snow.

You were nearly at the station when you felt a presence behind you.

You kept walking, knowing better than to react before having all the knowledge. You'd been a hero long enough to know when to stop.

When you quickened your pace, looking at your phone for a moment, to make it seem normal, you felt the presence dash towards you.

Green light.

When you turned, you caught the sight of an older man, one you recognized as a villain from the news for murdering young women at night, running at you with a gun.

Before either of you could react, the familiar sight of your boyfriend — Shouta, restrained him, causing the gun to drop, a bullet firing at your foot.