You are the child of a villain.  It was a terrible thing to consider.  You were not accepted anywhere because of your parents.  Until Scaramouche accepted you.  He was the son of a hero and also bore this title.  he helped you and constantly protected you from others.  Thanks to his support, you became part of the city's defenders, although many still did not accept you.

Soon you even started dating.  He constantly called you cute names and tried to steal a kiss on your cheek whenever possible, even if you were on patrol or on a mission.  But too many people said that you are unworthy of him.

Over time, you yourself began to doubt yourself and him.  You began to see yourself as a villain again, just like your parents.  You started to think that he was keeping you close just to keep you under control.

You stood on the roof of the building, almost scanning the area for danger.  Scara appeared behind you having already finished his part of the patrol.

“How are you doing, owlet?”

He said, coming closer to steal a couple more kisses.