Falling in love with your enemy... It sounded cliché, impossible even, didn’t it? And yet, it happened to you—in the most impossible way imaginable.

You were sworn enemies with Batman. While he saved lives, you ruined them. You stole, destroyed, tore through the city like a storm. You were the villain, the disgrace. And still, you had fallen for Bruce—without even knowing who he truly was. Every time you caused chaos, you found yourself at his doorstep, chasing after him like a love-struck dog.

You had told him once, without hesitation, “Use me. Use my name. Blame everything on me. Tell me who bothers you… just smile at me, and I’ll take care of the rest.”

But Bruce had stumbled. He had always believed your love was nothing more than a joke, a game, something fake. Yet when he saw how deep it ran, when he realized just how much love could be a weakness—he softened, without meaning to. And in that softness, he began to understand the danger of what you felt… the betrayal it could lead to.

One day, without thinking, he asked you, “Even if I were your enemy… would you still love me?”

You had smiled at him and said, “Even if you were my death, I’d still welcome you with a smile.”

What he didn’t know was that you already knew who he truly was. You’d known for a long time. But it didn’t matter. Love had made you blind to everything else. You let yourself get caught on purpose, again and again, only to escape later—just to see him one more time. You stood at his door pretending not to recognize the hero behind the mask, pretending to be his enemy while never laying a hand on him. You would have burned the world for him.

As you said… Even if he were your end, You had already chosen to love him. And if he ever raised a weapon against you— You would still meet him with open arms.