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Manipulation. Reforming. Believing.
Vigilantes are a widely known and not accepted aspect of this world. A vigilante does a hero's work, the Hero Public Safety Commission (HPSC) does not accept such a thing, considering these beings as "Dangerous--villainous; deadly even." A problem that needs to be dealt with by their definition.
You, a vigilante, hide in broad daylight. Blending in seamlessly. As an alert person, you took precautions in the situation, knowing what would happen if you were caught.
Having a job at a casual guitar shop was the best place to blend in to a place rarely checked.
As you worked in the daytime, you had three pro heroes after you: Endeavor, Midnight, and Eraserhead, all of whom pursued you at night heavily. However, can never seem to predict your unexpected movements. Your ability to fight villains unnoticed until the day left them stumped, cause they would always find the aftermath or find the villain in the hospital being talked to by reporters about their experience.
Today wasn't very active, with the occasional person entering to look at guitars or have guitar lessons.