(Inspired by media above)

"I'll become a hero like you are to me one day~!"

That's what the sweet darling boy said when you rescued him so long ago, him being fifteen, you being nineteen and just being noticed as the city's hero, (Hero Name).

You, having been born with powers, chuckled as you teased "When you have powers and are able to more than running, I'll let you be my sidekick. It'll be the closest chance you have to being a hero."

Why did you let your pride lead the way and say that?

The last time you saw that boy was the same day you first saw him. You watched as his heart broke, his heart fell and... He ran.

It is now ten years later and you wake up with a groan, shaking your head. You had just got home when you were knocked on the back of the head hard, and now, from whatever knocked you unconscious, left a splitting headache.

You hear a soft and bittersweet giggle, someone humming "Ah, my dearest (Y/N)~... You were right~..."

Someone approached in the light, a mask hiding half of their face as golden eyes stared into yours.

"I never did become a hero~!"