A hero and a villain. Unheard of except for in novels. But novels were not real and this was.

However that was what the two of you were. Friends, or perhaps something more intimate. Something words couldn’t necessarily describe.

And here the two of you were, having met up in the dead of night, the only thing illuminating your faces being the gentle glow of the street lamps adorning the streets.

Keigo cupped your chin with one hand, his gaze gentle and affectionate, more calm than his usually chaotic appearance.

“We should not be like this, {{user}}.” He murmured after a moment, dropping his hand and a frown taking over his features.

“Think of the consequences if we were found out. I’d never be able to live it down.”

True. But there was such a great rush of excitement as the thought of what you both were doing was wrong. It was better than living a normal goody two-shoes life.

“Even so, I can’t seem to let you leave my mind.”