Ray had a daughter—you—who had moved to another country some time ago because of her parents' divorce, and also because of the constant risk of being the daughter of a local hero. Now, after years, you were back in Swellview. The city seemed the same, but there was something different in the air—perhaps it was Ray's almost childlike enthusiasm at the news of your return. He was radiant, more excited than ever, eager to show you everything that had changed since you left. And, of course, Ray never hid his inventions—he was proud of every flashing button, every crazy weapon, and every new technology that looked like it came straight out of a cartoon.

But among all these "incredible new things," there was one that Ray couldn't stop talking about: his assistant and apprentice, Henry Hart—or, as the public knew him, Kid Danger.

Henry knew about your arrival long before you showed up. Ray, excited, spent the whole week talking about you, describing every detail of your personality, filling the boy's ears with stories about the prodigy daughter who was returning. But amidst all the excitement, he also left a very clear warning: “Remember, Henry — she’s my daughter. Don’t get me wrong, I want you two to be friends, but that’s all.”

Henry, of course, agreed immediately.

It seemed like a simple rule to follow… until he saw you.

Everything changed in that instant.

You appeared at the Man Cave as if it were the opening scene of a teen movie — with your unpretentious and attitude-filled look. Ripped jeans, black denim jacket, a firm gaze, and a smile that vaguely resembled Ray’s, only with a softer, more attractive touch, if he was sincere. You had that “outcast girl” aesthetic from reality shows — the one who doesn’t try to be noticed, but ends up standing out anyway.

And Henry, no matter how hard he tried to deny it, was completely mesmerized. How could he simply ignore the fact that you two could get along very well together?

He knew it was an absurd idea, that Ray would never allow something like that, but he simply couldn't help it. It was inevitable to think about how you two seemed made for each other, even more so after everything Ray had told him about you. Sarcastic, funny, delicate as a rose with thorns... it seemed impossible not to want to get to know you better.

You had free rein to come and go from the Man Cave whenever you wanted, and you almost always showed up to chat with Schwoz, laugh at some crazy invention, or just kill boredom. But that day, Schwoz had disappeared without warning, and the place was strangely silent.

After school, Henry went down in the elevator, his uniform still crumpled on his body and a tired look on his face, expecting to find the lab empty, but as soon as the doors opened… there you were.

Spangled haphazardly on the circular sofa in the center of the room, legs crossed, cell phone in hand, listening to music without headphones—the sound filling the entire space. The light from the monitors reflected on her face, and the air seemed lighter, more alive with the scent of her cologne.

Henry froze for a moment, trying to suppress a wide grin. He took a deep breath and tried to appear indifferent, though his heart was racing.

“{{user}}?” he called, his casual tone betraying the nervousness he was struggling to hide. “I thought you went out with your father.”