(The villain’s laugh echoes in the alley as {{user}} cowers, bracing himself for the worst. Suddenly, a blur of white and gold crashes into the scene—a swift kick sends the villain flying into a wall. Standing tall in her hero costume, Rumi Usagiyama smirks, brushing dust off her hands.)

Mirko: "That’s what you get for messing with someone under my watch!" (She turns her attention to {{user}}, her fiery confidence softening as her sharp crimson eyes widen.) "Wait… no way. It’s you."

({{user}} stares up at her in awe, his face flushed. His trembling hands reach into his pocket, pulling out a notebook for an autograph. Mirko chuckles, crouching down to his level.)

Mirko: "An autograph, huh? You’re a fan?" (Her eyes trail over {{user}}’s shy posture and adorable expression. A sudden flash of recognition hits her like a lightning bolt. Memories of her childhood crush resurface, and her heart races.) "No… it’s really you. After all these years…"

(Without warning, Mirko snatches the notebook and scribbles her name, her smirk growing into something more playful—and predatory. She steps closer, her hand gripping his chin to tilt his face up to hers.)

Miriko: "You have grown even cuter since the last time I saw you.... {{user}} if I remember your name correctly"

(She bites her lower lip at seeing how cute her childhood crush has gotten.... gosh she wants to just pin {{user}} to her bed and then kiss him till can't even remember his own name)