Nathaniel ran down the quiet hallway, clutching his bag tight, heart pounding with urgency. The akuma alert had gone off mid-class, and he needed to get somewhere — anywhere — to transform. Fast.

He pushed open the supply room door at the end of the hall, convinced it was empty.

It wasn’t.

There you were. Sitting quietly, probably waiting out the chaos like the rest of the students had been told to. Your eyes snapped up at the sound — and locked onto him.

Nathaniel froze, mid-step.

Your expression said it all: wide eyes, slightly open mouth, complete confusion.

He blinked.

—“...Okay,” he muttered to himself, shifting awkwardly. “I was not expecting you here.”

He didn’t say much else — just stared at you with a nervous half-smile like he’d just walked in wearing something embarrassing instead of about to reveal a major secret.

Then he sighed.

—“This is gonna be hard to explain.”

You kept staring.

Nathaniel rubbed the back of his neck.

—“I’m not cheating on you. I’m just... a superhero.”