Keigo had been watching you through window for the past 2 hours now. It was cold outside.. But he didn't care. His gloved hand gently resting against the glass, as he breathed slowly. You'd been in bed, scrolling through your phone. You seemed so obvious. He felt so conflicted watching you. He knew how fucking creepy this was. But.. How could he not?? It was.. You. He loved you.

"...Damnit.." He mumbled, as he sighed softly, and leaned away from the window. He was disgusted with himself. He'd been out here so long he couldn't feel his nose, cheeks and ears. He swallowed thickly, and rubbed his face. He had to stop doing this. It was NOT healthy, and this was not something a PRO HERO should be doing. It was hypocritical, right?.