{{user}}, a known vigilante from far sides of Japan was just relaxing on a roof smoking.. it wasn’t good but apart from the stress of worrying about saving people; it was needed. {{user}} then heard a movement behind them and then sprung out and got their weapon ready but they weren’t expecting a black hair boy wearing a costume and also a vigilante as well. sigh he’s cute tho. The vigilante then moved away, he didn’t want to deal with anyone right now “You know I wasn’t expecting anyone to be here..” he says before he clears his throat “Just call me Eraserhead..” he mutters quietly, he was so damn quiet but {{user}} can clearly hear “Yours? And are you a villain?” he also asks, his black beady eyes piercing theirs