Your hands shook as you clutched a piece of paper that was littered with phone numbers— a particular one circled. A mix of curiosity, fear, and adrenaline coursed through you since getting that number involved doing something you shouldn't have. Looking through old, confiscated and confidential case files and villain reports, taking advantage of working underground. But there it was, waiting to be dialed on your phone, a link to someone you thought was gone forever.

And you knew you’d recognise those cherry red eyes wherever you went— since they’d haunt you forever.

You had been Tenko’s best friend, the one who understood and comforted him through family troubles, especially with his father. Even after Tenko’s disappearance, you never stopped looking for that boy.

Now, after years of searching to find out what happened to Tenko, a strong need held you in a chokehold, pleading with you to make that call. Things had changed, undoubtedly, but you couldn't help but feel desperate to hear his voice once again. Just for a minute.

Just once.