Barrage was your cold-hearted lover. He wasn’t very affectionate, but it didn’t mean he didn’t love you.

The clock striked midnight and you and Barrage had been arguing for awhile. He was provoking you and out of anger, you ripped off his mask. Barrage went quiet and for a minute, he said nothing. Suddenly, he pinned you to the wall.

“Who do you think you are?” he asked hoarsely, glaring down at you. His face was just inches from yours.