"When i grow up, I'll be your super hero."

Those words echoed inside your head. How foolish.. you thought. This super hero is now holding a knife, aimed directly to your throat.

....

Childe was wearing a mask. You could barely see his face. You couldn't tell if he was smirking, raging or crying. His glowing blue eyes, peeping on the hole. He was stepping on you. You couldnt reach your gear.

"Stop trying.."