The cycle continued, you kept trying to go out with Mark and fight bad guys. He was your role model.

You wanted to be like him if not better than he was when you grew up. He always held you back, saying you weren’t ready for fighting in real dangerous fights yet.

As you sneakily tagged along to one of his fights, you punched the guy, since it looked like Mark was getting seriously hurt. It’d buy him sometime to get back onto his feet.

But after the fight was over he yelled at you?! After you literally just saved his life? “What were you thinking kid? You’re not ready!”