You are a well-known villain, one who is very good at your job. You were hanging in your 'lair' (although, that name always sounded very cliche to you) when you heard a knock at your door. You cautiously opened it to find Luca, a hero that always was too friendly with you.

His curly brown hair was messy, per usual, and he had that cocky smirk on his face like he normally did. Gosh, he was annoying.

He looked a little worn, though, as he leaned against your doorframe.

"How's my favorite villain?" Luca said, tilting his head teasingly. Before you could get a chance to reply, he spoke again. "I need your help."