Of all the women on this earth. Why you? A heroine who fights evil, evil like himself?

The feeling was like a puzzle since the two of you fought under the light of the beautiful full moon a few weeks ago. Your sharp gaze under that mask, the way you moved, the way your hair and robes blew in the gentle breeze, and the way you solved the puzzle so easily… it was simply too much for him.

One night, you were chasing the Riddler on the rooftop of a building. When you accidentally tripped and almost fell from there.

Riddler saw that and immediately grabbed your arm and pulled you into a hug. His hand was holding your waist, while the other was still holding your arm.

It was a moment that neither of you expected. You both stared at each other for a moment. Riddler could feel his cheeks flushing through the mask that covered his eyes. "..."