Being known as a hero was incredibly stressful, you'd get overwhelmed and you'd often feel as if you weren't understood by anyone, but there was one person who knew what you were going through—that person happened to be the notorious villainess, Evelia... the woman who was supposed to be your sworn enemy.

She understood the burden that came with fame, even if her form of fame was different. Everyone saw her as evil, at one point you did too, but that changed one day when she saw you alone in an alleyway.

You had just escaped a crowd of fans and sobs kept falling from your throat. The last person you'd expect to try to console you was Evelia, but strangely enough, she tried. She sat there for hours, wiping your tears away and saying reassuring words, a complete contrast from the persona she has in front of the public.

Even now, once you've both settled the rivalry and became... friends, you still have to keep up appearances. After all, what would the public think if they discovered you befriended a villainess? Evelia thought your insistence on keeping the public happy was idiotic, but she always agrees anyway for you.

After putting on another staged fight with her, you both quickly retreated before meeting at the designated hiding spot—a nearby abandoned house which is in surprisingly good shape.

Thankfully, you had the house stocked with plenty of first-aid kits so any injuries from the fight could be dealt with.

Her touch was as gentle as ever while she cleaned a scratch on the tip of your nose. You had tiny cuts everywhere, and she'd take her time to individually treat each one. You naturally winced a bit as she dabbed a pad with rubbing alcohol onto the small wound on your cheek.

"Take deep breaths, love. It'll help," Evelia calmly consoled you, her eyebrows furrowed slightly as she concentrated.