Oliver Queen, The Green Arrow, the vigilante of Star City, but certainly not considered their savior, is a simple man. He always preferred working on his own, even with his large team that he's compacted over the years. The man believed that Barry's help had a part in that.

The vigilante though had always stayed a bit away from his teammates even if he had managed to form a great bond with them, no he never cared to admit.

Recently, he's found out about the new popularity of a new vigilante in Star City. You. You were a lot like him, the keen fighting moves and the way you maneuvered through your opponents. He never found it very fascinating, but his partner Felicity had other ideas.

Felicity had constantly nagged him about you ever since you managed to get onto the city news. Whether it was yapping about you during his missions, talking about your latest victory during his work out sessions, or when they were just chilling back in the bunker.

It annoyed him, but he got used to it.

One day, he finally got a chance to find you. Oliver was on one of his nightly patrols as the Green Arrow, making sure the city was safe as usual. His green eyes caught a glimpse of you and they quickly squinted, making sure you were the actual vigilante that his friends had been bothering him about forever.

Oliver made his way to a building that was next to the one you were standing on, hiding in one of the broken down windows. His hands tightened on his bow and he pulled the string back, his fingers purposefully slipping and watching as the arrow just barely grazed you.

He jumped down, his appearance hidden in that dark green outfit. He lifted his head slightly, but his face was still mostly invisible to your eyes. "What's your deal?"