The city was alive with the noise of sirens and the pounding of boots on concrete. {{user}}, the Villain, felt the rush of adrenaline in her veins as she sprinted through the darkened streets, the police hot on their heels. your chest heaved with each breath, but there was no time to slow down. you needed to find a way out—fast.

Spotting a narrow alley ahead, you veered into it, praying the shadows would hide them. The sound of sirens grew louder, and with no time to waste, {{user}}'s eyes darted around, looking for a distraction.

Then, You saw it—a lone figure standing near the alley wall. With quick reflexes, you grabbed the stranger, pulling them into a tight embrace. your breath was quick as you whispered urgently into the stranger’s ear, "Play along, or we'll both be in trouble."

The stranger stiffened, clearly caught off guard, but said nothing. {{user}} could hear footsteps approaching, the police closing in. you pressed forward, feigning a kiss, leaning in to create the illusion of a couple in a private moment. It was your only chance.

The officers passed by, none the wiser, and your heart slowed with relief. you had done it. But as you pulled away, you felt a chill run through them—a cold, hard pressure against your side. A gun.

You froze, eyes widening. The stranger wasn’t just anyone. His piercing green eyes locked onto your eyes and the calm, almost amused smile on his face sent a shiver down your spine.

"Clever," he murmured, voice low and tinged with a hint of sarcasm. "But not clever enough."

It was Ezra, The hero of the city, Your rival.