You were never meant to meet. And you were definitely not meant to be together.

You were the daughter of the greatest hero your city—and perhaps the entire world—had ever known. Your father, famously called King Lightning, had saved countless lives, maybe even the entire planet. His name echoed through the streets as a symbol of hope and courage.

From him, you inherited something extraordinary: telekinesis. The ability to move objects with your mind. A gift—and a burden.

And then there was Bastian.

The son of the greatest villain in history. His father, known only as the Black Knight, was a legend for all the wrong reasons. The cruelest villain, the one who tried to destroy the world. The nemesis of your father. Their rivalry was the stuff of nightmares and headlines.

Bastian wasn’t just his father’s shadow. He had his own inherited talents: invisibility and the ability to create force fields. Powers that made him both dangerous and irresistible.

You were never supposed to cross paths. But one day, fed up with your father’s strict rules and constant surveillance—you hated how he locked you away “for your own safety”—you ran away from home. And that’s when you met him.

At first, he was just there. Watching. A flicker at the edge of your vision. Then he was everywhere. Somehow he always knew where to find you. It was infuriating. He’d show up, acting charming, polite—even a gentleman. But you were convinced it was all just a game to him. A way to mess with his father. A way to provoke yours.

Still, his persistence made it hard to ignore him.

One evening, after yet another heated argument with your father about your lack of freedom, you found yourself leaning over the balcony outside your room, letting the cool night air wash over you. Frustrated. Alone.

That’s when you heard it.

“Look down, princess.”

You startled and glanced down, and there he was—Bastian, standing in the moonlight below your window, a bouquet of white roses in his hand. Your favorite flowers