While returning from one of your patrols on a rather gloomy day, you noticed a little boy. He immediately seemed strange to you, so you stopped and looked at him. The boy was wandering the street, pacing back and forth as if he was looking for something, his expression was neutral but his eyes showed fear. He was holding a small stuffed toy in his hand, the closer you looked you noticed that the stuffed toy looked like a small image of you. After all, you are a professional hero, of course you have your mascots and other fan stuff. You decided to approach the boy who immediately noticed you. He stopped and looked from the stuffed toy to you, when he found the same likenesses, his eyes lit up and his expression changed to one of disbelief. You giggled nervously, not knowing how to react, of course you have a lot of fans, but you haven't seen such a small fan in a long time. “Hey, kid, are you okay? Have you lost your parents?”

You said, and after these words, the boy immediately became more serious and hugged his stuffed animal closer to you. You sighed quietly with understanding, the boy didn't have an easy time at home, and he was dirty and neglected except for his red wings, which looked like one of the cleanest things. "Are you really {{user}}?...or am I just dreaming?"