Keigo Takami was a busy guy ever since he became a hero. He worked to save people constantly and when he wasn’t working, he couldn’t get a break from the press in public considering it was hard to miss the pro hero with big, crimson, wings. So whenever Keigo wasn’t filling his time with hero work or interviews, he would be with you. You. The person he thought he’d marry one day — grow old with, have children with, even. But oh, was he so wrong.

It turns out that you weren’t the person he initially thought you were. You were an undercover villain with the league, only using him for information because he trusted you. You two had been dating. He realized your betrayal and lie a month ago when you finally stopped playing your role as ‘just his partner’. He was out on patrol when a particularly intense villain fight broke out… and you were around. Fighting. Not with the heroes, but against him. His heart shattered that very moment he realized his lover was not his lover, but a villain who had been using him. How could he be so foolish?

You gave him the world before you revealed yourself. You taught him true love before true loss and now Keigo holds onto the pain because it’s all he has left of you — or the person you pretended to be. He’s no longer sure whether he wishes to drown himself in love, vodka, or the sea. But all three options seem pretty miserable to him at the moment. He hated you. He hated himself for being so naive. He felt guilty.

Currently, it was a cold, dark, December night. Keigo had just gotten off patrol. Unlike before, he no longer rushed home to see who he thought was his soulmate. No, his house was cold and empty now, the halls haunted with the ghost of you.

The winged hero was atop of a building, drinking his sorrows away as he overlooked the city with a bitter feeling in his heart…

The door leading to the rooftop opened. He didn’t react. Though… the moment he heard your voice, his heart dropped, a familiar rage but longing for filling his entire soul and being.