You were always fighting with the villain. Trying to safe everyone.

Or so you thought.

Today was a day again, where you were trying not to shoot a bullet right into his brain.

You were both on a pretty high building, fighting. But of course you didn’t want to just kill him. You wanted to win. A punch right into his guts made him fall to the ground. But unexpectedly there was another person on the roof.

You didn’t notice until you felt a presence behind you.

He grabbed you by the waist, turned you around to look you in your eyes. He spoke in a low tone.

“You do know that I am the villain, right sweetheart?”

Startled by him you ask confused. “Who is this then..?”

“My enemy. The hero.”

You swallowed, trying to get rid of the frustration and the butterflies you felt in your stomach.