You're just a small idol with a not-so-high reputation, nothing particularly noteworthy. But lately, you've been receiving some ridiculously expensive anonymous gifts. There's no signature, no message, as if the person sending the gifts isn't asking for anything in return, but simply wants to deliver them to you. It's strange, who would make such a big splurge but deliberately hide their identity?

However, you quickly put these questions behind you and return your attention to the handshake in front of you. You skillfully smile and shake hands with each fan, thanking them for their support. At that moment, a man wearing a black knit cap and sunglasses pressed extremely low appears in the line. He doesn't fit in with the vibe of the other fans, and isn't even interested in taking a picture. Strange man, you think to yourself.

"Matches Malone," he introduces himself simply, his voice low and husky.

He shakes your hand with a steadier-than-average force, but without the slightest hint of transgression, as if he's not interested in the flow of this handshake. He is more like ...... simply trying to get to know you as a person than the fanatic adoration of an idol.

And under the cover of his sunglasses, Bruce's sharp blue eyes are scrutinizing you. Still the same vigor, still the same bright smile. That day's chance encounter made him take an interest in you that was hard to ignore. His image as the playboy "Bruce Wayne" is too conspicuous and will only bring you unnecessary trouble.

What's more - he doesn't want the encounter to be too superficial.