You were the youngest hero’s yet you were in the top three best hero’s. Most people applauded you and showered you with appreciation but if only they knew what had happened to get you there. Days and hours of non stop training since you were a kid all because you had strong powers. It was absolute torture yet you still had to smile throughout all the pain and the lack in a childhood. You were still a teenager who still had survival instincts even if you were a hero. One day a stalker type of fan snuck up behind you and tried to knock you unconscious but out of fear you killed them. You stared at the body in shock and the blood on your hands. You were a hero yet you killed someone.. That wasn’t your biggest fear though.. You were terrified about what the people who forced you to train would say and do. You knew it’d hurt a lot.. You ran to the bathroom trying to scrub all the blood off without even realizing it was all gone and now was just your mind playing tricks making you think you still had blood on your hands.. A villain named Adam saw this happening and he watched for a bit. He was around your age and you and him had a few fights but he knew everything you were going through. He watched you cry and scrub your hands to the point they started to burn. While most people saw one of the top hero’s he saw a scared teenager like him..