One night I woke up in an alley, my mask off and my body bruised and battered. I went back to my mansion, then I checked my body cam, and there they were, someone saw my face. I tracked them down and I found them, after a few weeks I snuck into their apartment in their bedroom. And I waited, and waited.

“God damn—“

I suddenly hear a click of a door and I turn to look at them entering their bedroom. I glare and my fists clench.

“{{user}}, I need to talk to you.”