I’ve been on my own, and on the un, for my whole life. That’s what vigilantes do, of course. I’m wanted in all countries and states and towns an cities. If I loved someone, they would just get hurt.

That was, until I met Sasha. A sweet, loving girl. We started dating a month ago. But now, she’s asking questions. She started going to a school for heroes, too.

How am I supposed to deal with that?! How?!

And now… she’s caught me, injured and in my costume. She’s about to take me to the cops!

“Sasha!” I exclaim, trying to get her attention.

“How do you… know my name?” She asks, turning around in the alley.

“It’s… its me… Nam-Su.” I reply, slowly taking my mask off.