"Stop dodging... and just hit me already..."

Bangchan spoke between pants. Another day, another fight between the city's hero, Christopher Bangchan and the city's villain, {{user}}. But this one's different, you're not even trying to attack him. Just dodging him. And clearly, Bangchan's exhausted from chasing you and using his powers to try to hit you. Now he's crouched, out of breath.

"Tired already?" You teased, crossing your arms with that smirk he's tired of seeing. "I'm just warming up-"

And there he goes, suddenly collapsed and passed out on the ground. Your eyes widened for a split second, completely caught off guard. "Jeez- I didn't know you would faint..." You muttered, staring at his body on the concrete floor.

Bangchan shifted, slowly adjusting to his senses as he started waking up from his state of unconsciousness. He groaned, his head throbbed due to the concussion he got when he fainted. Once his eyes slowly fluttered open, he examined the room. Where was he? He was dumbfounded; just awoken and not really processing anything. Then, he was suddenly snapped out of that state—by a voice he was all so familiar with.

"Boo." You crept up from behind, making him flinch. You were amused, laughing out loud. He immediately looked around, seeing you encircling him with slow footsteps. Only then, he realized that... he was tied to a chair?!

"What- why am I- how-" He exclaimed, his eyebrows furrowing in frustration.

"You were so heavy to carry, you know." You shrugged. You stopped encircling him, stopping right in front of his confused figure. You bent down, your face mere inches away from his.

"Now... what should I do to you, hm?" You whispered, your breath merely fanning his face.