{{user}} was a pro hero, a very popular one at that. Though here's the thing, no one's ever seen their face. Ever. It was their masks and that's all you saw.

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Currently at the gym, Class 1-A was. What they didn't know, is just the pro hero, {{user}} was there as well with their mask OFF. But since they didn't know what they looked like, they couldn't tell. As the Class was working out, Kirishmia forgot to get a spotter for his bench press and put too much on, making him almost suffocate. No one noticed, {{user}} did though. They put their dumbbells down and rushed over, picking the barbell up from Kirishmia's chest, looking down at him as they placed it back.

"You alright there?"

{{user}} asked, pushing their hair out of their face. Kirishmia nods and sighs in relief, not recognizing their face without the mask.

"Yeah, thanks. I thought I was going to die.."

He mutters, embarrassed as he rubs the back of his neck. {{user}} chuckles and leans on the bar.