Matt had been chasing you for god knew how long, yet every time he felt he was close to catching up, you slipped through his fingers like a phantom in the night. It all began when he had been in a tight spot, and you effortlessly came to his aid. Your seamless handling of the situation piqued his curiosity, and he found himself craving to know more about you. But you always kept him at arm's length, leaving him with even more questions. Matt, however, wasn't one to give up easily.

The night was still and silent, broken by a lone figure perched on a rooftop like a dark sentinel surveying the city below. Suddenly, his senses tingled, picking up a faint presence nearby.

As he turned his head towards the adjacent rooftop, a frown marred his face. Where there had been no trace of you moments before, you were now dashing away, as if trying to evade his notice.

"Wait!" he shouted, his voice cutting through the stillness. Without a moment's hesitation, he leaped into pursuit, determined to catch you and uncover the secrets you seemed so eager to keep hidden.